Lirik Lagu Thug Love - Remy Ma
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(feat. Big Pun)
[Intro]Let me make love, love to youLet me thrill you with my songLet me replace the love and the faith...
[CHORUS:][Big Pun]Could it be your fallin in loveWith a thug right now,Could it be your fallin in loveWith a thug's life styleCould it be your fallin in loveRight now, Right now, Right Nooooow
[Remy]Could it be, it can't be hun I'm callin ya bluffI must be high off this weed cuz I ain't fallin in loveAll that I eva dreamed off was fuckin a thugSo I could bust a few sluggs and sell a little drugsBe up in the benz chillin rollin ya bluntsHave the Spanish mommies illin cuz I'm sittin in frontAnd niggas on the block sick like what chu doin wit that spicYa'll know Puetro Ricans and Blacks make the cutest kidsYa hair, my eyes, ya nose, and my lipsIf it's a boy I hope that God bless him with his daddy's dickShit to tell the truth with you I know I'm safeAnd another nigga frontin and get blown in his faceAnd I like thatYou give me love and I give it right backBut when you flip don't you think I ain't gon fight backHun you got dough, and you know I got a nice stackSo when you mad, go ahead take ya ice backI just throw on some lipstick and the Stylistics "Break-up to Make-up"And you know I hook a steak upTake you breakfast in bed, nigga soon as you wake upGet my jewls back and take another trip to see JacobLovin the way I do this for youAnd every kiss that I blew Poppy Chew was a kiss for youStayed true, Faithful, you can never say I played you,cuz you ma boo and I can never say I hate you...
[CHORUS:][Big Pun]Could it be your fallin in loveWith a thug right now,Could it be your fallin in loveWith a thug's life styleCould it be your fallin in loveRight now, Right now, Right Nooooow
[Big Pun]I swept you offa ya feet, you was just walkin crossin the streetAnd you was talkin to me or was it my boys in the jeepEither or she said she loved the way I play ballGo after the bigger niggas even though there was nice and tallShootin' dice in the hall inside of my doorway checkin'my drawersUp North style right next to ma boys, just the little things would impress her alotLike when I let her sit in the lex tryna guess where its atGod blessed her with ass, she had the perfect mix, she thought marnia was an Indian twistShe had the cinnamon lips the edge was rimmy and crispI thought she was Dominican the way she was swinging them hipsI never had a clue that she wanna ride for me, But I'm like Darnell shorty had eyes for meIts a quarter passed one but thats another song, what was wrong?What took so long to put a brotha on, It was't long before we start bumpin'and Grindin'Crushin her spine and had her soundin' like Busta was rhymingBustin' her hymen the sight of sex she start bustin out cryin'Her bus went by and she was ready up in there rydin'Cussin' and wildin' in the back on the porchWhose pussy is this?[Remy] Come on daddy its yours... [echoing] its your, its your
[CHORUS:][Big Pun]Could it be your fallin in loveWith a thug right now,Could it be your fallin in loveWith a thug's life styleCould it be your fallin in loveRight now, Right now, Right Nooooow
[Intro]Let me make love, love to youLet me thrill you with my songLet me replace the love and the faith...
[CHORUS:][Big Pun]Could it be your fallin in loveWith a thug right now,Could it be your fallin in loveWith a thug's life styleCould it be your fallin in loveRight now, Right now, Right Nooooow
[Remy]Could it be, it can't be hun I'm callin ya bluffI must be high off this weed cuz I ain't fallin in loveAll that I eva dreamed off was fuckin a thugSo I could bust a few sluggs and sell a little drugsBe up in the benz chillin rollin ya bluntsHave the Spanish mommies illin cuz I'm sittin in frontAnd niggas on the block sick like what chu doin wit that spicYa'll know Puetro Ricans and Blacks make the cutest kidsYa hair, my eyes, ya nose, and my lipsIf it's a boy I hope that God bless him with his daddy's dickShit to tell the truth with you I know I'm safeAnd another nigga frontin and get blown in his faceAnd I like thatYou give me love and I give it right backBut when you flip don't you think I ain't gon fight backHun you got dough, and you know I got a nice stackSo when you mad, go ahead take ya ice backI just throw on some lipstick and the Stylistics "Break-up to Make-up"And you know I hook a steak upTake you breakfast in bed, nigga soon as you wake upGet my jewls back and take another trip to see JacobLovin the way I do this for youAnd every kiss that I blew Poppy Chew was a kiss for youStayed true, Faithful, you can never say I played you,cuz you ma boo and I can never say I hate you...
[CHORUS:][Big Pun]Could it be your fallin in loveWith a thug right now,Could it be your fallin in loveWith a thug's life styleCould it be your fallin in loveRight now, Right now, Right Nooooow
[Big Pun]I swept you offa ya feet, you was just walkin crossin the streetAnd you was talkin to me or was it my boys in the jeepEither or she said she loved the way I play ballGo after the bigger niggas even though there was nice and tallShootin' dice in the hall inside of my doorway checkin'my drawersUp North style right next to ma boys, just the little things would impress her alotLike when I let her sit in the lex tryna guess where its atGod blessed her with ass, she had the perfect mix, she thought marnia was an Indian twistShe had the cinnamon lips the edge was rimmy and crispI thought she was Dominican the way she was swinging them hipsI never had a clue that she wanna ride for me, But I'm like Darnell shorty had eyes for meIts a quarter passed one but thats another song, what was wrong?What took so long to put a brotha on, It was't long before we start bumpin'and Grindin'Crushin her spine and had her soundin' like Busta was rhymingBustin' her hymen the sight of sex she start bustin out cryin'Her bus went by and she was ready up in there rydin'Cussin' and wildin' in the back on the porchWhose pussy is this?[Remy] Come on daddy its yours... [echoing] its your, its your
[CHORUS:][Big Pun]Could it be your fallin in loveWith a thug right now,Could it be your fallin in loveWith a thug's life styleCould it be your fallin in loveRight now, Right now, Right Nooooow
