Lil One Lyrics

[Intro}
Yeah Aye
Ayyyeee yeah yeah
Hey!

{We got London On Da Track}

Thugger!

[Pre hook]
Lil one
I want to know how you feelin’ lil one
Tell thugger how you feelin’ lil one
Aye i need to know just how you feel, feel, feel
How you feel lil one, how you feel lil one
How you feelin lil one, how you feelin’ lil one
I wanna know how you feel lil one
Tell me just how you feel lil one
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
(I just want you to tell me)
(I just want you to tell me)
Im listenin’
(I just want you to tell me yeah)
Go ‘head
(i just want you to tell me)
(i just want you to tell me)
Yea yeah!
Go head and tell me how you feel
Hey im [?] just like a field
(go head)
I got more syrup than uncle Phil
Im on more syrup than uncle Phil
Heyyyyy

[Hook]
Screwed to the max
I swear to God I got that fully automatic
(glah glah)
I ran up my bands up [?]
She could never be a gnat
Im not talking bout a [?]
But lil mama gotta sit back
She workin’ on it
She get on top of me and work me homie
Actin’ childish in this phantom
Lay back the curtains on it
She trynna show em that
She ridin’ round with me
And they trash no curby homie woah

[Verse 1]
We got that strong we ain’t trynna roll
I just wanna enjoy every second
She get out control
I be like oo, oo, oo, oo woah
Im not talkin'[?]
But she got vintage on her toes

[Bridge]
I just want you to feel it
I just want you to feel it
I just want you to feel it
Yeahh yeahh
How you feel lil one
I wanna know just how you feel lil one
Please tell thugga just how you feel lil one
How you feel
How you feel
How you feel lil one
How you feelin’
How you feelin’
Just how you feel
I just want you to feel it
I just want you to feel it
Ysl when we feel it
Please
Babygirl i feel it
Please tell me im feelin it
Please tell me im feelin it for real

[Verse 2]
She not a crip but her[?] blue
She got the blood [?]
[?] yo body[?]
Nigga screamin free [?]
[?]
Got the top back like thats what i told ya
Im ridin with the yappa like i come from magnolia
I just wanna bang bang like chief soulja
Its the same [?]

[Verse 3 (birdman)]
Stunna Man!
Tell me how you feel nigga
Tell me how you feelin nigga
Tell me how you feelin nigga for real
Show you how we dealin’ nigga
Show you how this feelin nigga
Show you how we killing niggas for real
Its chop chop and bang bang
Its bang bang and chop chop
Its blood gang we kill niggas for real
Its chop chop and bang bang
Its cash money, its rich gang, its ysl
We kill niggas for real
I thought i told ya
Born stunnas we on high rollers
Bang bang for ya [?]

[hook]
Screwed to the max
I swear to God I got that fully automatic
(glah glah)
I ran up my bands up [?]
She could never be a gnat
Im not talking bout a [?]
But lil mama gotta sit back
She workin’ on it
She get on top of me and work me homie
Actin’ childish in this phantom
Lay back the curtains on it
She trynna show em that
She ridin’ round with me
And they trash no curby homie