Thug Luv Lyrics

Dj Kayslay Thug Luv

[Intro: Ray-J]
Oh! Oh! Oh!
Ray-J, KaySlay, Ray-J!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! OH!

[Chorus: Ray-J]
Baby girl want some of that thug looooooove! So I'm a give her that thug looooooove
Yeeeah! She needs that thug looooooove! Yeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhh, yeah!
All her life runnin 'round down with a scruuuuuuub.
But now she wants that thug looooooove. She say she needs that thug looooove!

[Maino:]
Come on! - Feel like I rule the world! (world!) - Prince said "Diamonds And Pearls" (uh!)
I need a bitch not a innocent girl! - You follow me girl! (follow!)
Get deeper! - Caramel features. (ohh!)
Look at how she walk she a diva
Louis and this! (uh!) - Fendi and that! - Twirl with a beamer
Supermodel chick man I bag at your sneakers.
Talk slick when she run her lips I beat her (okay!)
Act right yeah damn right I'd eat her! (hahaha!)
Don't wearing ring! (no!) - Just some tattoos (oh!)
Of my name on her chest and her ankles. (oh!)
She loves me. (loves me!) - You could never tell her I ain't that dude (uh-uh!)
Yeah, I been to jail - and she knows what I've been through.
I got her wide open that's what a thug do
I'm in the hood like bitches wearin' Ugg boots. (yeeeah!)
I tell her war stories. (uh-huh!) - She loves my war scars!
This is thug love. (yeah!) - And she my world y'all.

[Chorus: Ray-J (Papoose)]
Baby girl want some of that thug looooooove! So I'm a give her that thug looooooove
Yeeeah! She needs that thug looooooove! Yeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhh, yeah!
All her life runnin 'round down with a scruuuuuuub. (Papoose! Pa-poose!)
But now she wants that thug looooooove. She say she needs that thug looooove! - And I'm a give it to her.

[Papoose:]
Them lame dudes ain't lovin' you, right? (right?)
You feelin' lonely! - You need a thug in your life? (girl: Yes!)
You need a man with knowledge and self?
Champion Lover - I'm rockin' the belt (belt!)
Wanna go clubbin' I won't beef
I'm a freak in the bedroom, but I'm not a control freak! (girl: Uhhh!)
She can't take yo' place (no!)
Her Louis bag wack and her UGG boots fake. [girl giggles]
Spaghetti with no onions
She got pretty feet, toes with no bunions.
She'll put her feet in that food - I'll love it!
She know the way to a man's heart is his stomach. [echoes]
You got what I want!
I ain't stressin' if it's that time of the month.
It might sound nasty, but if the cops ain't in sight
I'll look both ways, then I'll run the red light. [echoes]

[Chorus: Ray-J (Red Cafe)]
Baby girl want some of that thug looooooove! So I'm a give her that thug looooooove
Yeeeah! She needs that thug looooooove! Yeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhh, yeah!
All her life runnin 'round down with a scruuuuuuub.
But now she wants that thug looooooove. She say she needs that thug looooove! (It's R!)

[Red Cafe:]
Hey Pretty Young Thing! (girl: Wassup?) - Meet the King (uh!)
I'm from the borrough of kings doin' my thug thing (yup!)
And I rock bling - and I gets moolah (What else?)
My dick's bigger than your 12-inch ruler. (WHAT ELSE?)
Big chain like Slick Rick Ruler (girl: yeeeah!)
In the club, it's swingin' like that jeweler. (huh?)
Shorty brain good. (yup!) - She gon' be my tutor. (yup!)
So I'm obligated - I GOTTA DO 'ER!
In the back seat - in the front seat.
She ain't gotta pay me, it's all courtesy! (yup!)
This me R! - Shakedown muscle (who?)
Deliver that good fix makin the yay bubble. (what else?)
Damn, right! - If the head game right
You can have whatever you like, er'ry night. (WHAT ELSE?)
And I'm a knock it down with my Timbs on (uhh!)
I'm on my big love shit, bring your friends on.

[Bridge: Ray J]
Oooh! Baby on the grind for me,
Even do some time for me.
Even tell some lies for me, thug looooove! (yeeeeah!)
Yeah! She like to buy me shoes at Gucci (yeeeeeah!)
And her favorite gun is the Uzi (She got that!) And she like to have fun in Jacuzzi's.
(oh, yeeeeeah!) Thug looooovvvvvveeeee!

[Chorus]