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[Intro]
Scoob in this bitch with me
But this about you
Ooh, let’s go

[Verse 1]
Girl, you know I love ya, and I’m there for ya
I got some new shoes and a bag of hair for ya
I got some candle lit and some underwear for ya
Them edible underwear, I ate a pair for ya
Ooh, now she on a handstand, I’m her number one fan
She the intelligent one, I’m just me with my dumbass
She a slim, fine woman with some twerk with her
She ain’t got a lot of ass, but I could work with her

[Chorus]
‘Cause she shake it like a dog, hop like a frog
Ride it like a horse, scream and holler ’til she lose her voice
Yeah, she shake it like a dog, hop like a frog
Ride it like a horse, so I ain’t got a choice
She pop it like a tart, and stab it like a heart
She [?], she watching her remarks
And she said, "We gon’ ride this shit on out & now we walk"
I said, "Fuckin’ right," ooh baby, ooh baby

[Post-Chorus]
‘Til she lose her voice, like
She said, "Ignore them hoes, better not"
She said, "Them hoes, better not fuck with my Tunechi
He got a magic stick and know how to use it"
She said, "Them hoes, better not fuck with my Tunechi
He got a magic stick and know how to use it"

[Verse 2]
She a slim, fine woman with some twerk with her
She ain’t got a lot of ass, but I could work with her
She a slim, fine woman with some shit with her
She ain’t got a lot of ass, but she pretty as fuck
And she can shake it like a dog, shake it like a dog
Shake it like a, now take that dog for a walk
And want you walk it like a serve it, like a, bounce it like a, yeah
Walk it like a, serve it, like a, bounce it like a, yeah
Girl, you know I love you and I care for you
Girl, you know I love you, I go hard for you, it’s from the heart
Girl, you got a monkey on that dick, monkey on that dick
Act a donkey on that dick, Pony on that shit
Let me see you monkey on that dick, monkey on that dick
Act a donkey on that dick, Pony on that shit

[Chorus 2]
I got some new shoes and a bag of hair for ya
Just ask my bitch about me, I got her a belt vuitton
And this dick is A1, pussy well
And she said, "Ooh baby, ooh baby"

[Post-Chorus]
‘Til she lose her voice, like
She said, "Ignore them hoes, better not"
She said, "Them hoes, then I pop with my Tunechi
He got a magic stick and know how to use it"
She said, "Them hoes, then I pop with my Tunechi
He got a magic stick and know how to use it"
‘Til she lose her voice, like, like, like, like

I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
And I just don’t want no more

The deck is stacked against you
Life’s a losing hand
Even when you think you’re up
You’re right back down again
Either way you play it
The house is gonna win

It’s hard being little
It’s hard being small
Make it up that mountain
You’re standing big and tall
Well the trouble with the mountain
There’s 8 million ways to fall

I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
And I just don’t want no more

I need a happy ending
Somebody write me one
If there’s a prince awaiting
Somebody send him on
Even Cinderella had to find her own way home

Well it started with a dark cloud
And a couple drops of rain
Then the storm and the wind and the thunder and the lightning came
Somebody give me shelter
I’ve had all I can take

‘Cause I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
And I just don’t want no more

If you’ve got some good news
Give me a chance
If you’ve got some good love
Just put it in my hand

‘Cause I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
And I just don’t want no more

No I just don’t want no more
No more, no more, no more

(All the trouble)
(All the trouble)

[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 Lil Thugger, how you feelin’ lil’ one
Hey, I need to know just, how you feel, feel, feel

[Post-Hook 1: 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 build
But lil’ mama gotta 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

[Post-Hook 2: 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, 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 (I just want you to tell me)
Bang-bang for lil’ soldiers

[Outro: 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 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 build
But lil’ mama gotta 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

[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 Lil Thugger, how you feelin’ lil’ one
Hey, I need to know just, how you feel, feel, feel

[Post-Hook 1: 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 build
But lil’ mama gotta 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

[Post-Hook 2: 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, 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 (I just want you to tell me)
Bang-bang for lil’ soldiers

[Outro: 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 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 build
But lil’ mama gotta 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

Daylight strangers,
So many have tried to change us
Lost in space and time.
Oh ooh ooh
Midnight dancers,
Never looking for the answers
Ready to cross the line

On the road without a reason
When all that we believe in
Had turned upside down
We’re lost and can’t be found.
We’re lost and can’t be found.
We’re lost and can’t be found.

[Instrumental break]

Empty pages,
We’ll stay when everything changes
We have restless minds.
Oh ooh ooh
Daylight strangers,
Nobody will need to save us
Living free and undefined.

On the road without a reason
When all that we believe in
Had turned upside down
We’re lost and can’t be found.
We’re lost and can’t be found.
We’re lost and can’t be found.

[Instrumental break]

Aa-aa-aa-ah
So many have tried to change us
Aa-aa-aa-ah
Never looking for the answers
Aa-aa-aa-ah
We’ll stay when everything changes
Aa-aa-aa-ah
Nobody will need to save us.

On the road without a reason
When all that we believe in
Had turned upside down
We’re lost and can’t be found.
We’re lost and can’t be found.
We’re lost and can’t be found.