Feel It (feat. Rich Homie Quan & Lloyd)
K-Major sauce
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
Tell me why you wanna be bad (Bad)
Tell me why you wanna be bad, babe (Bad, babe)
Sweating, while you callin' me daddy (Daddy)
Giving you the best you ever had, babe (Had, babe)
Make me feel like you ain't ever had it (Had it)
Stretching you out like you are elastic (Elastic)
Turn around, poke it out so I can grab it (Grab it)
Flip that ass over like you're in gymnastics (Gymnastics)
Gymnastics
Ah, ah, baby, tell me that you want it deeper
I don't ever wanna come out
Put you in a coma, yeah, a sleeper
I know that your body's been in drowse (So, girl)
I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
Tell me do you wanna be bad?
Tell me do you wanna be bad, babe?
With the shots, pow pow, you bust off like an uzi
Think I'm gonna need another mag, babe
Back that ass upon me like I'm Juvie
'Bout nothing but action in this movie
It's going down, turn around, let me feel yo booty
I'ma private in your parts
I'm at duty, girl, give it to me
Ah, ah, baby, you remind me of my jeeper
The way you body's bouncing up and down
Feels like a tsunami or Katrina
I swear I am deep enough to drown, oh girl
I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
(Ooh, I'm gon make you feel it)
Take it to the whole play, D up
Why she want me on D?
Easy on my free throw (Swish)
Take it I'm a D boy
Talkin' 'bout girlfriends
When you know a young nigga got like three of them
And you so insecure about that lil' shit
Damn, why a nigga can't see others?
Damn why we can't just be lovers
'Til the end, of time. I fuck with you forever (Forever)
Little friend, of mine (Of mine)
Let's bring this shit together
Make you feel it in yo belly
I can't sing this shit no better
I'ma hit like the pedal won't you make it last forever
Hit you from the back I know that
I'm gon' make you feel it
Damn right too
Hit you from the back I know that
I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
Hit you from the back
I'm gon' make you feel it
I know that I'm gon make you feel it
I know that I'm gon make you feel it
Hit you from the back
Hit you from the back
I might hit you from the back
I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
Tell me why you wanna be bad (Bad)
Tell me why you wanna be bad, babe (Bad, babe)
Sweating, while you callin' me daddy (Daddy)
Giving you the best you ever had, babe (Had, babe)
Make me feel like you ain't ever had it (Had it)
Stretching you out like you are elastic (Elastic)
Turn around, poke it out so I can grab it (Grab it)
Flip that ass over like you're in gymnastics (Gymnastics)
Gymnastics
Ah, ah, baby, tell me that you want it deeper
I don't ever wanna come out
Put you in a coma, yeah, a sleeper
I know that your body's been in drowse (So, girl)
I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
Tell me do you wanna be bad?
Tell me do you wanna be bad, babe?
With the shots, pow pow, you bust off like an uzi
Think I'm gonna need another mag, babe
Back that ass upon me like I'm Juvie
'Bout nothing but action in this movie
It's going down, turn around, let me feel yo booty
I'ma private in your parts
I'm at duty, girl, give it to me
Ah, ah, baby, you remind me of my jeeper
The way you body's bouncing up and down
Feels like a tsunami or Katrina
I swear I am deep enough to drown, oh girl
I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
(Ooh, I'm gon make you feel it)
Take it to the whole play, D up
Why she want me on D?
Easy on my free throw (Swish)
Take it I'm a D boy
Talkin' 'bout girlfriends
When you know a young nigga got like three of them
And you so insecure about that lil' shit
Damn, why a nigga can't see others?
Damn why we can't just be lovers
'Til the end, of time. I fuck with you forever (Forever)
Little friend, of mine (Of mine)
Let's bring this shit together
Make you feel it in yo belly
I can't sing this shit no better
I'ma hit like the pedal won't you make it last forever
Hit you from the back I know that
I'm gon' make you feel it
Damn right too
Hit you from the back I know that
I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
Hit you from the back
I'm gon' make you feel it
I know that I'm gon make you feel it
I know that I'm gon make you feel it
Hit you from the back
Hit you from the back
I might hit you from the back
I'm gon' make you feel it
I'm gon' make you feel it
Credits
Writer(s): Lloyd Polite, Dequantes Devontay Lamar, Kendricke De'mond Brown, Nathaniel B. Steward, Rodriquez Jacquees Broadnax
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