Thug In Your Life ft. Dice_Money4 Lyrics

I can tell by your spirit, you ain't been hugged In a minute And the vibe you been givin', sayin' You got potential But, uh, them busters ain't Lovin' you right I think you need a thug in your life

Baby, you bad as hell, now let me find out

He got you on hideout

But we gon' run and play after this timeout

Them busters ain't loving you right

I think you need a thug in your life

I gotta have it, and I ain't gotta limit

Let me talk to you, baby girl, if you got a minute

I ain't gotta gimmick, you bad and

I'm just tryna hit it

And I'm about my business, and

I ain't like them other niggas

Baby, I'm a menace, and I ain't stoppin' till

I'm finished

It's a hot girl summer them jeans is lookin' Fitted

Ass so fat, she squeeze in to get in it

You comin' home with me, we leavin'

If you with it

But even if you with it, listen what you tellin' Me

I'm boyfriend number two like Pleasure P

And I ain't even gon' trip, I'ma let it be

I teach you how to be a player, Bill Bellamy

And you would never see me talkin' jealously

I ain't lockin' them down, I got to let them free

Don't suffocate around me,

I got to let her breathe

Cause ain't nobody lovin' you better than Dice

I can tell by your spirit, we ain't been hugged in a minute And the vibe you been givin', sayin' You got potential

But, them busters ain't lovin' you right I think you need a thug in your life

Baby, you bad as hell, now let me find out

We got you on hideout, but we gon' run a play After this timeout

Uh, them busters ain't lovin' you right

I think you need a thug in your life

Ain't nothin' like wakin' up to a bad bitch

Aye my bad bae, I mean a boss bitch

A similar mind, someone to boss with

One topay the cost for, but don't cost shit

Say, no, baby, just pay yours And I'ma pay mine, So the rest is extra

I respect the grind, high standard,

Low maintenance Mind deep, like a hundred Feet off Venice Beach

Rock on frost, ten degrees

Always turn off, hands on your knees

Bands and degrees, hands on some G's Uh, Kids, same speed, uh

All a nigga need, besides a purebred

And an acre to build up another bull's head

She don't be bangin' my line, tryna be spiteful She sendin' bitches to dishes,

That's so delightful

So when the lights low, we go psycho

That's what you like tho

I can tell by your spirit you ain't been hugged in A minute

And the vibe you been givin', sayin' you got Potential

Uh, them busters ain't lovin' you right I think You need a thug in your life

Baby, you bad as hell, now let me find out

He got you on hideout, but we gon' run a play After this timeout

Uh, them busters ain't lovin' you right

I think you need a thug in your life