Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song T.H.U.G. (Trade) , by - Todrick Hall. Song from the album Forbidden, in the genre ПопRelease date: 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 |