Lil One lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]

Yeah, yeah

Aye, yeah, yeah

Hey

We got London On Da Track

Thugger

[Hook 1: Young Thug]

Lil one

I want to know, how you feelin' lil one (tell me, how you feel)

Tell the Thugger, how you feelin' lil one

Hey, I need to know just, how you feel, feel, feel

[Post-Hook: Young Thug]

How are you feelin' lil one, how you feelin' lil one?

(I just want you to tell me, I just want you to tell me)

How are you feelin' lil one, how you feelin' lil one

(I just want you to tell me, I just want you to tell me)

I wanna know, how you feel lil one

Tell me just, how you feel lil one

Tell, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, just tell me (tell me)

[Bridge 1: Young Thug]

I just want you to tell me

I just want you to tell me (I'm listenin')

I just want you to tell me (go 'head)

I just want you to tell me

I just want you to tell me

I just want you to tell me

[Verse 1: Young Thug]

Yeah, yeah

Go 'head and tell me how you feel

Hey, I'm playin' doctor just like Phil (go 'head)

I got more syrup than Uncle Phil (ooh)

I'm almost certain that I'ma feel, hey (hey)

Screwed to the max (I'm geeked)

I swear to God, I got that coolie on a mack (graw-graw)

I ran up my bands up, now she act like a brat

She could never be a gnat (no)

I'm not talking 'bout no beer

But lil mama got a six pack (woo)

She workin' on it (she what?)

She get on top of me and work me, homie

Actin' childish in this phantom

Lay back the curtains on it

She tryna show 'em that she ridin' 'round with me

And they trash, no curby, homie, oh

We might just stroll, we ain't tryna roll

I just wanna enjoy every second

She can take it slow

I'm like oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa

I'm not talkin' bean

But she keep pigeons on her toes

[Bridge 2: Young Thug]

Aye

Thugger want you to feel it (yeah)

I just want you to feel it (yeah)

I just want you to feel it

Yeah (lil one, lil one, lil one)

Yeah (lil one, lil one, lil one, lil one)

[Hook 2: Young Thug]

How you feel lil one?

I wanna know just, how you feel lil one

Please, tell Thugger, just, how you feel lil one

How you feel, how you feel, how you feelin'?

How you feelin', how you feelin', just, how you feel

[Bridge 3: Young Thug]

I just want you to feel it

Blood just want you to feel it

YSL want you to feel it

Please

Baby girl, I wanna feel it

Please tell me I'm feelin' it

Please tell me I'm feelin' it, yeah

[Verse 2: Young Thug & Birdman]

She not a Crip, but her coupe blue

She not a Blood, but she eat ravioli

Wanna twist yo' body around, I hope you know yoga

Nigga screamin' "free Pibb," like I'm giving away soda

I don't really talk, but I been said "I told ya"

I'm ridin' with the yoppa like I come from Magnolia (graw)

I just wanna bang bang like Chief Sosa (bang-bang)

It's a shame on Stunnaman, so

[Verse 3: Birdman]

Yeah

Tell me how you feel, nigga

Tell me how you feel a nigga

Tell me how you feel a nigga for real

Show you how we dealin', nigga

Show you how we kill a nigga

Show you how we illy niggas for real

It's chop-chop and bang-bang

It's bang-bang and chop-chop

It's Blood gang, we kill niggas for real

It's chop-chop and bang-bang

It's Cash Money, it's Rich Gang, it's YSL

We kill niggas for real

I thought I told ya

Born stunnas, we known high rollers

Bang-bang for young soldiers

Bang-bang for lil soldiers

[Outro: Young Thug]

(I just want you to tell me)

Yeah, yeah

Go 'head and tell me how you feel

Hey, I'm playin' doctor just like Phil (go 'head)

I got more syrup than Uncle Phil (ooh)

I'm almost certain that imma feel, hey (hey)

Screwed to the max (I'm geeked)

I swear to God, I got that coolie on a mack (graw-graw)

I ran up my bands up, now she act like a brat

She could never be a gnat (no)

I'm not talking 'bout no beer

But lil mama got a six pack (woo)

She workin' on it (she what?)

She get on top of me and work me, homie

Actin' childish in this phantom

Lay back the curtains on it

She tryna show 'em, that she ridin' 'round with me

And they trash, no curby, homie