Lyrics T.H.U.G. (Trade) - Todrick Hall

T.H.U.G. (Trade) - Todrick Hall
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song T.H.U.G. (Trade), artist - Todrick Hall. Album song Forbidden, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 26.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Todrick Hall
Song language: English

T.H.U.G. (Trade)

Yo, yo, yo
I used to fucks with them Ken doll types, mwah
Them femme doll types
I had to switch up the hems I like, switch
Get a cap with the brims I like
He got that whip with the rims I like
Get that good right swipe
Tyga to Khloe and Kims all like
Kims all like yep, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m looking for a gangsta who keep a pretty stack (ka-ching)
Now he ain’t moving, but he packin' in the front and back
His name ain’t Kenny G, but he blow it like a sax
Saggin', he swaggin', yeah, he a snack
Tough lovers (tough lovers)
Hood brothers (hood brothers)
Undercovers (undercovers)
He got guns like a motherfucker
Bang bang, pull that thang 'til he cash it
Classy in the streets but we ratchet
Gimme a, gimme a thug
I need a, I need a, I need a thug
Find me a, find me a, find me a thug
I want a, I want a, I want a thug
Gimme a, gimme a, gimme a heartbreaker with the taper fade
And he ain’t gotta be paid, but he gotta be trade
Yeah, I used to fall for them cute boy types
Them fruit boy types
I had enough of them prude boy types
Had to switch to them rude boy types
Walk and he talk like them dude boy types (swaggin')
Toppin' and screwed boy types
You he eat booty for food boy types
Food boy types yep, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m lookin' for a gangsta who got that eggplant
He ain’t at Kinkos but he printing in them sweatpants (I see it)
When he do it like he do, he make that bed dance
Got a brotha doing head stands
Tough lovers (tough lovers)
Hood brothers (hood brothers)
Undercovers (undercovers)
He got guns like a motherfucker
Bang bang, pull that thang 'til he cash it
Classy in the streets but we ratchet
Gimme a, gimme a thug
I need a, I need a, I need a thug
Find me a, find me a, find me a thug
I want a, I want a, I want a thug
Gimme a, gimme a, gimme a heartbreaker with the taper fade
And he ain’t gotta be paid, but he gotta be trade
The way he lickin' them, lickin' them lips (he trade)
The way he thrustin' them, thrustin' them hips (he trade)
The way he lean back in the 'cedes
When he drivin' me he be drivin' me crazy (he trade)
The way he talk real deep when he want it (he trade)
The way he put it on me in the morning (he trade)
The way he callin' me up when he horny
These other brothers can’t do nothing for me
Tough lovers (tough lovers)
Hood brothers (hood brothers)
Undercovers (undercovers)
He got guns like a motherfucker
Bang bang, pull that thang 'til he cash it
Classy in the streets but we ratchet
Gimme a, gimme a thug
I need a, I need a, I need a thug
Find me a, find me a, find me a thug
I want a, I want a, I want a thug
Gimme a, gimme a, gimme a heartbreaker with the taper fade
And he ain’t gotta be paid, but he gotta be trade

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Artist lyrics: Todrick Hall