Thug Luv
I know your friends think I'm just tryna fuck whenever we link up
I know your momma think that I'm a thug
Well damn she right
I ain't tryna play no games
Want you to scream my name
Who can you run to
When you need love from a thug I'm tryna beat it up yeah yeah
Call and order up in case the line long
I switch it up different kicks different time zone
I pull up on go just like I'm a rhino
My VV's bang you can scope em through micro
Heavy hitter like Michael
She love my sound got me streaming on tidal
Her presence special can still see through blind fold
I'm in my moment forever like time froze
C-class on my wrist
She was with him now she with me that's it
And I stay in high fashion
Ain't no love lost I cant do no attachment
Fourth quarter pressure I'm Kobe I'm magic
Game on the line ain't no way ima pass it
Stand out in a crowd and she know that it's with me
I come through kick my shit like I'm Ken Griffey
I know your friends think I'm just tryna fuck whenever we link up
I know your momma think that I'm a thug
Well damn she right
I ain't tryna play no games
Want you to scream my name
Who can you run to
When you need love from a thug I'm tryna beat it up yeah yeah
I know your momma think that I'm a thug
Well damn she right
I ain't tryna play no games
Want you to scream my name
Who can you run to
When you need love from a thug I'm tryna beat it up yeah yeah
Call and order up in case the line long
I switch it up different kicks different time zone
I pull up on go just like I'm a rhino
My VV's bang you can scope em through micro
Heavy hitter like Michael
She love my sound got me streaming on tidal
Her presence special can still see through blind fold
I'm in my moment forever like time froze
C-class on my wrist
She was with him now she with me that's it
And I stay in high fashion
Ain't no love lost I cant do no attachment
Fourth quarter pressure I'm Kobe I'm magic
Game on the line ain't no way ima pass it
Stand out in a crowd and she know that it's with me
I come through kick my shit like I'm Ken Griffey
I know your friends think I'm just tryna fuck whenever we link up
I know your momma think that I'm a thug
Well damn she right
I ain't tryna play no games
Want you to scream my name
Who can you run to
When you need love from a thug I'm tryna beat it up yeah yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Larry Hall
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