Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thugs Need Love to, artist - Playalitical
Date of issue: 04.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Thugs Need Love to |
Yeah, one love, one love |
Playalitical, is in the mother-kirrt house house house house |
Bizzy Kid the Midwest Cowboy, is in the mother-kirrt house |
Is in the mother-kirrt house house, the Kid Bizzy Bone |
Playalitical, is in the mother-kirrt house house house house |
(Yeahhhhhhhhhh) |
And don’t you wanna be lovin us because of what we do |
How many people in your life you know with us is true |
For the millennium what we makin, makin false come true |
And until the end of days, no matter what you do |
And don’t you wanna be lovin us because of what we do |
How many people in your life you know with us is true |
For the millennium what we makin, makin false come true |
And until we end up dead, no matter what you do thugs need love too |
Whisper up my wistful ladies look at what this world made us |
Nine 12's in the club, DJ’s yokin on the faders |
I promoted up my status, now we smokin on the greatest |
Clownin with the paper, got a Bose, a house in Vegas |
I guess I gotta say this, I got no regrets |
If I could go back in time now I’d go the same steps |
Look at the Lam' inside the low pro frozen, yes |
I’m like ugh, really sick off when I’m gruesome, yes |
We got some catchin up to do, put some ketchup on it |
Been a long time if you still want it I’m a check up on it |
I ain’t gon' move you to the side, bein honest ain’t a challenge |
Only thing I’m gonna move is the commas on my balance |
Cause thugs need love as well, and thugs need love too |
And thugs need love boo, whoa, whoa, whoa |
See thugs need love as well, but could you make my heart swell? |
Get outta my mind before I tell |
Britney and Alicia, even Brandy, that’s my candy girl |
Now let me welcome you into my little dandy world |
Me and my man’s at the club, he got a girl but I’m single |
I got the song on and poppin, Bizzy Bone finna mingle |
Tellin me I can feel the jingle as the slow jam play |
And tellin me I can feel the tingle of this Tangueray |
Shavelle my belle, how you doin baby? I’m ridin |
Wanna hit it from the back, baby that’s perfect timin |
Side by side, you and I, would you watch my back? |
I guess the fact of doin what we doin, see that’s that |
I say now come gimme dat, come gimme dat |
Come gimme dat, come gimme dat, what what |
She don’t give a fuck, I don’t give a fuck, huh |
Now come gimme dat, come gimme dat |
Come gimme dat, come gimme dat, what what |
If you don’t give a fuck, I don’t give a fuck, slut |