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Chord dan Lirik Feel It - Young Thug

Versi 1
Em C G D
[Verse 1]
Em C I want that pussy in a Wraith
G I'ma make sure lil' mama feel it
D Em Every eyeball that look at me, she wanna kill it
C G We make love, it be hot just like a skillet
D Em I don't wanna buy her love, I wanna build it
C G Build that bitch up from the ground, never want tear that bitch down
D Yeah, you know that this dick ain't no clown
Em You know this dick make you make sounds
C I fuck that bitch good, I don't tease her
G Nigga, that why she not leavin'
D And you know that I smoke on that kush, no Khalifa
Em And I do it for my people
C G D Yeah, I never ever met a girl like you
Em I'm lovin' every single curve about you
C G Ooh, you know I would smoke the whole world, 'bout you
D Em Put on my suit, go get my boots, I'll go to jail 'bout you
C You know who you with
G Lil' baby stop playin', darlin', you know who you with
G You know who you with
D Man I'm so for real
Em I copped you a coupe baby, I'ma chauffeur it
C G Man I'm so for real these niggas be talkin', we bust it so for real
D Em I'm so geeked up on your lovin' I don't need no mollies, so for real
C Behind closed doors it gets drastic
G Pussy wet, I done worked magic
D Yeah, I am the truth so don't answer
Em Yeah, I shoot our vids and they plastic
C G D Yeah, I only call lil' mama baby when she say daddy
[Chorus]
Em C If that's your man, you better hold him down
G D Murder she wrote
Em C She held my little pack, she was wit' it
G And she was popular way before me
D Em C Now that I'm popular, I'ma still be the old me
G D I swear to God she wanna feel it
Em C When I do wrong, bae, make me feel it
G I wanna hit it when I feel it
D Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Em Make me feel it, make me feel it
C Make me feel it, make me feel it
G Oh, I wan' feel it, I wan' feel it
D I wan' feel it, I wan' feel it
Em Baby, I'll give you head, give me ceilings
C Come here bae, I'm appealin'
G I'm locked down, all metal
D Horseshoe, True Religion
Em I'm dabbin', I'm dabbin'
C I'll hop in your car, and I'll smash it, I'll smash it
G I'm buyin' gold Rollies, yeah I'm Trinidad-in'
D They look like they don't wanna fuck, but they actin'
Em I'm pourin' up purple, that purple, yeah, Actavis
C G D And I think I'm tough, you look tough, so let's clash it
Em War ready, I'm goin' steady
C I fuck with Keisha, not the one from Belly
G I wanna fuck and not talk and I said it
D I want that cat like a leopard
Em Let's go to Germany, no Shepherd
C She don't need no hand, I'ma help her
G She barely keep it so I kept her
D Watch me tell her
[Chorus]
Em C If that's your man, you better hold him down
G D Murder she wrote
Em C She held my little pack, she was wit' it
G And she was popular way before me
D Em C Now that I'm popular, I'ma still be the old me
G D I swear to God she wanna feel it
Em C When I do wrong, bae, make me feel it
G I wanna hit it when I feel it
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