GANGSTA' SHIT (feat. LexThaLover)

And I know you're getting bored
Dealing with him
I know you miss my lovin', my thuggin'
Thug lovin'
And I know you're getting bored
Dealing with him
I know you miss my lovin', my thuggin'
Thug lovin'

Where do I start
You dealing with a nigga who playing games with your heart
Traumatized from his past, he tear ya'll future apart
That's why presently, you getting fucked on the roof of my car
I'll let you in on a secret I get
Freaky a little, I like to lick in the middle till you
Leaking a little, and I be peeping the little things you do like how you sway your hips, I love the way you move
But I just play it cool, cause really
your nigga a bitch
He don't understand it, but fuck it, I love taking the risk
I put everything on your wrist like
diamonds, pearls
I get your hair done, you like your shit straightened or curled
Tell me what you need baby, you leaving with me baby
We cruising on the yacht, just riding the sea baby
Take you to get some food, wherever you eat baby
Rubbing, touching, stay thuggin' with me baby

And I know you're getting bored
Dealing with him
I know you miss my lovin', my thuggin'
Thug lovin'
And I know you're getting bored
Dealing with him
I know you miss my lovin', my thuggin'
Thug lovin'

See I'm the type of nigga to have you sweat it out
On the couch with your head back, watching Baddies South
You in a drought, I'm the one you call sliding on your wall
In them drawers you wear them purple ones for the right cause, I'm in awe
She said she love me, so I took her to 11B
She saw me rolling in the club and thought this shit was free
She said I put her on game and she don't need no closure
And now we up at 4 a.m., fucking on the rover
She say I'm toxic and she hate the way I treat her
A lover, not a fighter, I can make you a believer
The perfect eater, the ruggish thuggish bone
I feel like flavor flavor when I'm picking out which one
Don't talk to me like I'm game, baby girl, I'm a lover
And when you look for love, say I'm the one that do it better
Man tell him how Mo lick it down and get you wetter
A movement by myself, but I'm a force when we together

And I know you're getting bored
Dealing with him
I know you miss my lovin', my thuggin'
Thug lovin'
And I know you're getting bored
Dealing with him
I know you miss my lovin', my thuggin'
Thug lovin'

I know you tired of fucking around with a lame
You only start fucking with him because we sounded the same but listen
I got a different style, I gift you a house
Don't mind tricking long as you got this dick in your mouth
Tryna make you my spouse? Nah, I'm trying to make you my bitch
I'll be the nigga you need, baby you'll never forget
You be my gangster bitch
Shorty be shooting in a drive-by
Cruising in your Chevy Impala down I-95
know you got them stamps and WIC
I know you met your baby daddy at the plasma center selling his shit
I know you in the hood selling your daughter piss for a drug test and girl that shit sexy to me
I love that thug shit
what you need baby, you leaving with me baby
We cruising on the yacht, just riding the sea baby
Take you to get some food, wherever you eat baby
Rubbing, touching, stay thuggin' with me baby

And I know you're getting bored
Dealing with him
I know you miss my lovin', my thuggin'
Thug lovin'
And I know you're getting bored
Dealing with him
I know you miss my lovin', my thuggin'
Thug lovin'

And I know you're getting bored
And I know you're getting bored
And I know you're getting bored