I Need A Thug
(1209)
I-I-I need a thug, t-thug
I need a long-dick nigga
Seven figures, bitch, and some (ow)
This a rich, young, pretty bitch anthem (ooh)
Scoop my bad bitches up in a Phantom (where they at?)
From the hood, now I live in a mansion
I need a thug
Sex, money, and drugs (ow)
Private jet flights while I'm gettin' my back rubbed
Like TLC said, "No scrubs" (no scrubs)
Cut a check before I even give a hug (what? Uh)
I need a thug with swag, like a rockstar
Bonnie and Clyde shit, tongue kissin' in cop cars (muah)
Pretty bitch all in my Audemar (ice)
And he ain't gotta see the coochie
He gon' spend it like that nigga in the titty bar (yeah)
It turn me on when he high and fly as fuck
With Cubans on, diamonds crushed inside his buffs (ow)
He walk in parties and you know the sticks is up
I walk in parties and you know the dicks is up
I need a nigga who put that shit on (put that shit on)
And his dick long (dick long)
Give a bitch somethin' to sit on (ow)
Wrist water with his Rick on (rick on)
And his blick on, he ain't the one you gon' pick on
I need a long-dick nigga
Seven figures, bitch, and some (ow)
This a rich, young, pretty bitch anthem (ooh)
Scoop my bad bitches up in a Phantom (where they at?)
From the hood, now I live in a mansion
I need a thug
Sex, money, and drugs (ow)
Private jet flights while I'm gettin' my back rubbed
Like TLC said, "No scrubs" (no scrubs)
Cut a check before I even give a hug (uh, yeah)
I want a thug (thug), I want a nigga with a bankroll
Take me to the hood, I be posted where you can't go
Masked up, Pooh Shiesty with it (brr)
Got two watches on his wrist, this a Patek, he so icey with it (ice, ice)
Never tuck his chain, but he always got a pole tucked
This a Hellcat, I got these niggas hittin' donuts (skrrt)
I keep a stick inside the Birkin, it's a different bag (bow, bow)
This pussy bustin' like a pistol, shit be whoopin' ass (period)
I need a thug
Sex, money, and drugs (ow)
Private jet flights while I'm gettin' my back rubbed
Like TLC said, "No scrubs" (no scrubs)
Cut a check before I even give a hug
I need a thug
Sex, money, and drugs (ow)
Private jet flights while I'm gettin' my back rubbed
Like TLC said, "No scrubs" (no scrubs)
Cut a check before I even give a hug (period)
I-I-I need a thug, t-thug
I need a long-dick nigga
Seven figures, bitch, and some (ow)
This a rich, young, pretty bitch anthem (ooh)
Scoop my bad bitches up in a Phantom (where they at?)
From the hood, now I live in a mansion
I need a thug
Sex, money, and drugs (ow)
Private jet flights while I'm gettin' my back rubbed
Like TLC said, "No scrubs" (no scrubs)
Cut a check before I even give a hug (what? Uh)
I need a thug with swag, like a rockstar
Bonnie and Clyde shit, tongue kissin' in cop cars (muah)
Pretty bitch all in my Audemar (ice)
And he ain't gotta see the coochie
He gon' spend it like that nigga in the titty bar (yeah)
It turn me on when he high and fly as fuck
With Cubans on, diamonds crushed inside his buffs (ow)
He walk in parties and you know the sticks is up
I walk in parties and you know the dicks is up
I need a nigga who put that shit on (put that shit on)
And his dick long (dick long)
Give a bitch somethin' to sit on (ow)
Wrist water with his Rick on (rick on)
And his blick on, he ain't the one you gon' pick on
I need a long-dick nigga
Seven figures, bitch, and some (ow)
This a rich, young, pretty bitch anthem (ooh)
Scoop my bad bitches up in a Phantom (where they at?)
From the hood, now I live in a mansion
I need a thug
Sex, money, and drugs (ow)
Private jet flights while I'm gettin' my back rubbed
Like TLC said, "No scrubs" (no scrubs)
Cut a check before I even give a hug (uh, yeah)
I want a thug (thug), I want a nigga with a bankroll
Take me to the hood, I be posted where you can't go
Masked up, Pooh Shiesty with it (brr)
Got two watches on his wrist, this a Patek, he so icey with it (ice, ice)
Never tuck his chain, but he always got a pole tucked
This a Hellcat, I got these niggas hittin' donuts (skrrt)
I keep a stick inside the Birkin, it's a different bag (bow, bow)
This pussy bustin' like a pistol, shit be whoopin' ass (period)
I need a thug
Sex, money, and drugs (ow)
Private jet flights while I'm gettin' my back rubbed
Like TLC said, "No scrubs" (no scrubs)
Cut a check before I even give a hug
I need a thug
Sex, money, and drugs (ow)
Private jet flights while I'm gettin' my back rubbed
Like TLC said, "No scrubs" (no scrubs)
Cut a check before I even give a hug (period)
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Sloan, Derrick Carrington Gray, Caresha Brownlee, Adarius Moragne, Jatavia Johnson, Samuel Gloade, Miles Parks Mccollum, Bobby F. Ervin, Steven J. Ettinger, Darryl La Mont Pierce, Dwayne Emil Simon, James Todd Smith
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