Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thug Boy, artist - C-Murder. Album song C-P-3.Com, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
Thug Boy |
| I don’t wanna go to the club |
| I wanna stay home with my thug |
| You might want ghetto love |
| But I just can’t get enough — 2x |
| What you want, I want my ba-by |
| What you want, I want my thug boy |
| What you need, I need my ba-by |
| What you need, I want my thug boy |
| I’m C-Murder Miller, straight up killa |
| When I met you you say you liked thug figgas |
| Well here I’m is, I’m a thug lord |
| With a vest with many tattoos on my chest |
| So forget the rest, I’m all you need |
| When I met you I was playing bout 50 some g’s |
| Other be in contact with 50 some ki’s |
| Think back, remember them trips overseas |
| Now everything I ride be sitting on d’s |
| Leather interior, two T.V.'s |
| Break you off proper, get you asleep |
| You said you never had sex on sanded sheets |
| Never had rough sex till you met me |
| Want a thug want a rough neck sex with P |
| Gucci, Prada, Lubitone |
| And other designers |
| Ludacris say what’s your fantasy |
| All I wanna know is do you want a thug like me |
| Nothing lasts forever |
| Not even love, that’s why I’m a thug |
| That’s why I do things just because |
| It’s in my blood my daddy was |
| Straight from the projects, and a cut-cut boy |
| If you got it, got to give it up boy |
| You see me, I’m gone pro-tect you |
| And everybody in the hood gone respect you |
| I won’t neglect you, and at times |
| I might have to check you |
| All I want from you is a ride or die |
| Stand by my side sometimes get high |
| Fly with me to Jamaica |
| Subtract yourself from these fakas |
| I told you, when we first met |
| Good times bad times you won’t forget |
| And you’ll see more cash then you ever could get |
| And you’ll have nice things I wanna see you with |
| But you got to be strong, hold on |
| Stay true, other playas want a piece of you |
| But you could get with this or you could get with that |
| But I’ma step back and let me see where your mind at |
| (talking) |
| Yeah, now that’s why I love my baby |
| She gone chill at home instead of go and run the streets |
| That’s thug love, that’s ghetto love |
| That’s something you can’t get enough of |
| You know, it’s like that, L.T. |
| he hitting it |
| You heard me, thug love, No Limit |
| C-Murder, Ty, TRU Records respect us |
| 2001, 2002, 2003, you heard me, peep game |
| Straight up, what’s up, peace out |