Remy Ma - Thug LoveLyrics

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Let me make love, love to you Let me thrill you with my song Let me replace the love and the faith Could it be, you're fallin' in love With a thug right now Could it be you're fallin' in love With a thug's life style Could it be you're fallin' in love Right now, right now, right now Could it be, it can't be Pun I'm callin' ya bluff I must be high off this weed 'cause I ain't fallin' in love All that I eva dreamed of was fuckin' a thug So I could bust a few slugs and sell a little drugs Be up in the Benz, chillin', rollin' ya blunts Have the Spanish mommies illi' 'cause I'm sittin' in front And niggas on the block sick like what cha doin' wit that spic Y'all don't know? Puerto Ricans and blacks make the cutest kids Ya hair, my eyes, ya nose, and my lips If it's a boy, I hope that God bless him with his daddy's dick, shit To tell the truth with you. I know, I'm safe and another nigga Frontin' and get blown in his face and I like that You give me love and I give it right back But when you flip don't you think I ain't gon' fight back Pun you got dough and you know, I got a nice stack So when you mad, go ahead take ya ice back I just throw on some lipstick and the stylistics break up to make up And you know, I hook a steak up, take you breakfast in bed Nigga, soon as you wake up, get my jewels back And take another trip to see Jacob, lovin' the way I do this for you And every kiss that I blew, poppy chew was a kiss for you Stayed true, faithful, you can never say, "I played you" 'cause you ma boo and I can never say, "I hate you" Could it be, you're fallin' in love With a thug right now Could it be you're fallin' in love With a thug's life style Could it be you're fallin' in love Right now, right now, right now I swept you off ya feet, you was just walkin' crossin' the street And you was talkin' to me or was it my boys in the jeep Either or she said she loved the way I play ball Go after the bigger niggas even though there was nice and tall Shootin' dice in the hall inside of my doorway checkin' my drawers Up north style right next to ma boys, just the little things Would impress her a lot like when I let her sit in the lex tryna Guess, where it's at, God blessed her with ass She had the perfect mix, she was Morena with an Indian twist She had the cinnamon lips the edge was rimmy and crisp I thought she was Dominican the way she was swinging them hips I never had a clue that she wanna ride with me but I'm like Darnell Shorty had eyes for me, it's a quarter passed one But that's another song, what was wrong? Why you 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 rhyming Bustin' 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', talkin' dirty in the back of the porch Whose pussy is this? Come on, daddy, it's yours Could it be, you're fallin' in love With a thug right now Could it be you're fallin' in love With a thug's life style Could it be you're fallin' in love Right now, right now, right now
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