[Lyrics + Vietsub] Feel It Instrumental - Young Thug Prod. B.nard

Lyrics:

[Intro] Wheezy

[Verse 1]

I want that pussy in a Wraith

I 'ma make sure lil' mama feel it

Every eyeball that look at me, she wanna kill it (on Slime)

We make love, it be hot just like a skillet (woo, woo)

I don 't wanna buy her love, I wanna build it

Build that bitch up from the ground, never want tear that bitch down

Yeah, you know that this dick ain' t no clown

You know this dick make you make sounds (swear, yeah)

I ahihi that bitch 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 ever met a girl like you (what)

I 'm lovin' every single curve about you

Ooh, you know I would smoke the whole world, 'bout you

Put on my suit, go get my boots, I' ll go to jail 'bout you (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, I 'ma chauffeur it (skrrt, skrrt)

Man I' m so for real these niggas be talkin ', we bust 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

Pussy wet, I done worked magic

Yeah, I am the truth so don 't answer

Yeah, I shoot our vids and they plastic

Yeah, I only call lil' mama baby when she say daddy (and what)

[Chorus]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, yeah

[Verse 2]

Make me feel it, make me feel it

Make me feel it, make me feel it

Oh, I wan 'feel it, I wan' feel it

I wan 'feel it, I wan' feel it

Baby, I 'll give you head, give me ceilings

Come here bae, I' m appealin '

I' m locked down, all metal

Horseshoe, 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 Trinidad-in '

They look like they don' t wanna ahihi, but they actin '

I' m pourin 'up purple, that purple, yeah, Actavis (lean, lean, lean)

And I think I' m tough, you look tough, so let 's clash it (let' s clash, let 's clash)

War ready, I' m goin 'steady

I ahihi with Keisha, not the one from Belly

I wanna ahihi and not talk and I said it

I want that cat like a leopard

Let' s go to Germany, no Shepherd

She don 't need no hand, I' ma help her

She barely keep it so I kept her

Watch me tell her

[Chorus]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, yeah

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, yeah