作曲:Atlanta Mob
I be the Thugger
Hold on, mm
Okay
Who are you?
I don't know, I don't know, hey, hey
Plugs, they goin' right inside the kitchen (woo)
I might be a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition (yeah)
I found out like two weeks ago that I was a pimp (sheesh)
I don't stack that ** by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp (nah)
Hell yeah, bae, I do it (what?)
Put that ** on everything, she know I do it (yeah, yeah)
** that work, I might not do it (sike)
Like my daddy or the school, I might listen to it
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
My clothes, they by Elizabeth Taylor, baby
** on your lil' ** and get to movin' with the skaters, baby (oh)
I can go 'round that ** like equators, baby
And I feel free like the motherfuckin' nature, baby (yeah)
That lil' ** fit the description like a blazer, baby (yeah)
And she from LA just like a motherfuckin' Laker, baby (yeah)
Yeah (sheesh)
I might fire shots off like I know Brian Nichols (bah)
I just might ride and die for my ** (skrrt)
If they talkin' life sentence, I'll try with my ** (skrrt)
And I will beat trial with my ** (I will)
How you gon' eye my **? (What?)
Tell me, how you gon' try my **? (What?)
How you goin' back and forth 'bout my **? (Nah)
Yeah, flaws and all, my ** (flaws)
Flaws and all (flaws), spell it with my dogs, yeah
Flaws and all (hey), even with my paw (hey), yeah (woah)
Flaws and all, Versace drawers for your broad, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Flaws and all, yeah (sheesh, sheesh)
Plugs, they goin' right inside the kitchen (woo)
I might be a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition (yeah)
I found out like two weeks ago that I was pimp (Church)
I don't stack that ** by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp (Nah)
Hell yeah, bae, I do it (yeah)
Put that ** on everything, she know I do it (yeah, yeah)
** that work, I might not do it (sike)
Like my daddy or the school, I might listen to it
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tell me how you see the ** take his spots
And knock the ** straight off the spots
I mean how the ** you think you gonna beat the Thugger, defeat the Thugger?
Don't bleach Young Thugger (woah, woah)
I mean how the **? You'll need the Thugger
You please the Thugger, you eat the Thugger, no yeastin' Thugger (what? What?)
Yeah, no yeastin' Thugger
The ** so clean, it's a shame I don't love her (sheesh)
Yeah, never love these **es
When I ran my money up, I started duckin' these **es (there she go, there she go)
She eat the ** so much, I ain't never seen the ** in the motherfuckin' kitchen (yeah)
Baby, I love you, in a house full of grown folks, baby, I love you (baby, I love you)
Swear to God, you my bread and butter
You can still get my all if the feds destroyed us (yeah)
I'ma keep my feet in these streets (yeah)
Like a D, we can go straight overseas (yeah)
Put purple in my brain just like a leaf (yeah)
If the ** got class, yeah, she can come with me (yeah)
I ain't gotta tell these hoes, they know I'm prince of the city (yeah)
I just might pull up with bad **es and take 'em to the trenches (skrrt)
Plugs, they goin' right inside the kitchen (woo)
I might be a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition (yeah)
I found out like two weeks ago that I was pimp (church)
I don't stack that ** by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp (nah)
Hell yeah, bae, I do it (yeah)
Put that ** on everything, she know I do it (yeah, yeah)
** that work, I might not do it (sike)
Like my daddy or the school, I might listen to it
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Flaws and all, spell it with my dogs, yeah
Flaws and all, even with my paw, yeah
Flaws and all, Versace drawers for your broad, yeah
Flaws and all, yeah