Destiny's Child – Thug Love Lyrics  Share

[50 Cent]
What y^,all know about this fab shit, huh?
TE baby come on, uh-huh
Trackmasters uh-huh

[Eminem]
Look we can shop together mama, his and hers
Fifth Av. shit baby, Fendi furs
I ain^,t tight with the chips girl
I^,m down to splurge
If it^,s ice you like I^,ll light up your life (Ooh)
VS2 Clarity alright
I play the block, I ain^,t the type to punch your clock
I^,m the type to put the metal to the floor in the drop
I live life in the fast lane
I make a grove of hash
Hustle hard for cash so I can spoil that ass
It^,s like she loves me, she loves me not
^,Cause her friends pump her head full of bullshit alot
I gave her jewels I imported for her
Chanel bags I bought from boosters
To the hood I introduced her
She^,s feisty and sometimes she wanna fight me
People^,s saying if I get knocked she ain^,t gon^, write me
The sick part is all that bullshit excites me

Chorus: [Destiny^,s Child]
A thug^,s what I want
A thug^,s what I need
Even though that my friends don^,t seem to see
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That he laces me with money
He knows when I want it
And I never wanna leave my baby
My thug out no good baby

[Eminem]

CHORUS

[50 Cent]

CHORUS

[50 Cent]

CHORUS (REPEAT)

[Destiny^,s Child]
A thug is what I want
And a thug is what I need
And my friends don^,t understand
How my baby laces me
A thug is what I want
And a thug is what I need
And my friends don^,t understand
And I think it^,s jealousy
(a thug^,s what I want)
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