Thug Love

It's crazy, you're still pretty when you cry (We got London on the track) She want that thug love, yeah But this ain't no fucking love song It's crazy you're still pretty when you cry Push your panty strings over to the side Gon' wake up and hit it, while you got your thong on, yeah You tellin' me that you want thug love But you don't even kiss me when we making love And that's how I knew that you was a dog I cannot blame you I can't even lie, I was the same, too I might be the reason, yeah, I changed you Girl, I never meant to play you Now you don't trust niggas (trust niggas) The same way I don't trust bitches (trust bitches) I ain't gon' lie, I was a dog, nigga (dog) A thug nigga with a heart (a thug nigga with a heart) Niggas finna send shots tryna get even Headshot, leave you like a vegetable with needles, yeah Rattin', that's gon' make them niggas run up on your people, yeah, yeah Can't be eatin' on no cheese, that's illegal, nah I just wanna be a rock star like The Beatles I ain't no fucking stuntman, Evel Knievel But I can get you slumped, man, fuck is you thinking, nigga? Shooting like a Jumpman, 23 'em, yeah, yeah Okay, yeah, that's Boogie in your nightmares Yeah, okay, I used to bust juggs with my right hand Yeah, okay, I used to bag it up with my left hand To this day I never read the Bible so I might sin, yeah Okay, yeah, that's Boogie in your nightmares I ain't wanna be a player, ain't never do it right, yeah I just hope my daughter never meet a nigga like me 'Cause I swear I already know that nigga's grimy Yeah, that's how I feel, nigga I fucked a lot of niggas' bitches and they still with her And all the niggas that's with me, they was there since lil' niggas And they the type to go catch a body and not tell niggas But it's so hard to tell, though I just hope you never tell, though, yeah, yeah Ah, ah, just hold it down, yo, yeah, yeah Ah, ah, stick to the damn code, yeah, yeah I cheated on my girl so she want All of, all of my passcodes I was a asshole, I made up time for her Bought her Louis Vuitton, Chanel, and Tom Ford, yeah But you say you want thug love (say you want thug love) But this ain't no fucking love song, yeah, yeah (ain't no fuckin' love song) Ah, ah, pretty when you cry, ah (pretty when you cry) Pullin' on your panty strings, put 'em to the side, oh Wake up, hit it while you still got your thong on, yeah, nah, nah (while you got your thong on) You say you want thug love, you don't (you want thug love) Even kiss me when we make love, oh, yeah, yeah (kiss me when we make love) You say that I'm a dog, oh But you don't even kiss when we make love, oh --- Thug Love - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie