Feel It

Wheezy
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 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 spot)
 We make love, and it hot just like a skillet (Woo, woo)
 I don't wanna buy your love, I wanna build it
 Build that bitch up from the ground, never won't 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 fuck 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 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, 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 ask it
 Yeah, I shoot our kids in the plastic
 Yeah, I only call lil' mama baby when she say daddy (And what?)
 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, oh, I swear to God she wanna feel it
 Yeah, oh, when I do wrong, bae, make me feel it
 Oh, oh, I wanna hit it when I feel it
 Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
 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
 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 fuck, 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 (Slat, let's clash)
 War ready, I'm goin' steady
 I fuck with Keisha, not the one from Belly
 I wanna fuck 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
 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, oh
 Yeah, oh
 Oh, oh
 Oh, oh
 Yeah, oh, I swear to God she wanna feel it
 Yeah, oh, when I do wrong, bae, make me feel it
 Oh, oh, I wanna hit it when I feel it
 Yeah, yeah