Make me feel it, make me feeeel it
Make me feel it, make me feeeel it
Oh, I wan’ feel it, I wan’ feeeel it
I wan’ feel it, I wan’ feeeel it
Baby, I’ll give you head, give me ceilings
Come here bae, I’m appealin’
I’m locked down, all metal
Horsehoe, True Religion
I’m dabbin’, I’m dabbin’
I’ll hop in your car, and I’ll smash it, I’ll smash it
I’m buyin’ gold Rollies, yeah I’m Trinidadian
They look like they don’t wanna f*ck, but they actin’
I’m pourin’ up purple, that purple, yeah, Actavis (lean, lean, lean)
Aaaaand I think I’m tough, you look tough, so let’s clash it (slat, let’s clash)
War ready, I’m goin’ steady versuri-lyrics.info
I f*ck with Keisha, not the one from Belly
I wanna f*ck and not talk and I said it
I want that cat like a leopard
Let’s go to Germany, no Shepard
She don’t need no hand, I’ma help her
She barely keep it so I kept her
Watch me tell her. If that’s your man, you better hold him down, woo
Murder she wrote
She held my little pack, she was wit’ it
And she was popular way before me
Now that I’m popular, I’ma still be the old me
Yeah, I swear to God she wanna feeeel it
Yeah, when I do wrong, bae, make me feeeel it
Yeah, I wanna hit it when I feeeel it
Yeah, yeahhh. Young Thug lyrics
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If that’s your man, you better hold him down
Murder she wrote
She held my little pack, she was wit’ it
And she was popular way before me
Now that I’m popular, I’ma still be the old me
Yeah, I swear to God she wanna feel it
Yeah, when I do wrong, bae, make me feel it
Yeah, I wanna hit it when I feel it
Yeah, yeahhh. glasses
Yeah, I only cum on my baby when she say daddy (and what). Lyrics Young Thug – Feel it
I want that pus*y in a Wraith
I’m gon’ make sure lil’ mama feel it
Every eyeball that look at me, she wanna kill it (on Slime)
We make love, and it be hot just like a skillet (woo, woo)
I don’t wanna buy your love, I wanna feel it
Build that b*tch up from the ground, never won’t tear that b*tch down
Yeah, you know that this d*ck ain’t no clown
You know this d*ck make you make sounds (swear, yeah)
I f*ck that b*tch good, I don’t tease her
Nigga, that why she not leavin’ (what?)
And you know that I smoke on that kush, no Khalifa
And I do it for my people (I swear)
Yeah, I never never met a girl like you (what?)
I’m lovin’ every single curve about you
Ooh, you know I would smoke the whole world, ’bout ya
Put on my suit, go get my boots, I’ll go to jail ’bout ya (let’s go)
You know who you with
Lil’ baby stop playin’, darlin’, you know who you with
You know who you with
Man I’m so for real
I copped you a coupe baby, you’re my chauffeur real (skrrt, skrrt)
Man I am so for real these niggas be talkin’, we buss’ it so for real (for real)
I’m so geeked up on your lovin’ I don’t need no mollies, so for real (for real)
Behind closed doors it gets drastic
pus*y wet, I done worked magic
Yeah, I am the truth so don’t ask it
Yeah, I shoot ..