Thug Love (Letra)

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[50 Cent]
What y’all know about this fab shit, huh?
TE baby come on, uh-huh Trackmasters uh-huh

Look we can shop together mama, his and hers
Fifth Av. shit baby, Fendi furs
I ain’t tight with the chips girl
I’m down to splurge
If it’s ice you like I’ll light up your life (Ooh)
VS2 Clarity alright
I play the block I ain’t the type to punch your clock
I’m the type to put the metal to the floor in the drop
I live life in the fast lane
I make a grove of hash
Hustle hard for cash so I can spoil that ass
It’s like she loves me, she loves me not
Cause her friends pump her head hull of bullshit alot
I gave jewels I imported for her
Chanel bags I bought from boosters
To the hood I introduced her
She feisty and sometimes she wanna fight me
People saying if I get knocked she ain’t gon write me
The sick part is all that bullshit excites me

1 – [Destiny’s Child]
A thug’s what I want
A thug’s what I need
Even though my friends don’t seem to see
That he lace me with money
He knows when I want it
And I’m never gonna leave my baby
My thugged out no good baby

[50 Cent]
Ay yo I treat you like you need to be treated like you’re special

Tie your hands to the bedpost when I caress you
When I met you it was Guess and Gap
Now it’s Gucci and Prada
Took you from being a nine to being a dime
You complain that we don’t spend time
When I’m OT on the grind going hard for mine
Yo when shorty say she hate me
You know she mean she love me
When she play me close at the bar
That mean she want some Bubbly
See my polying with another chick and shit get ugly
She wanna flip threaten to run keys across my whip
Try to burn a nigga with some Hominy Briss
That’s how she on it
When I met her she was lowkey
Now she wanna OD
You know me I let her do her thing son
I say what I’m feeling
Niggas say that I’m illing
I sip Cristy so I’m pissy
Like a staircase in your building
What?

Repeat 1 (2x)

Repeat 1 & 2 till end

2 – [Beyonce’]
A thug is what I want
And a thug is what I need
And my friends don’t understand
How my baby laces me
A thug is what I want
And a thug is what I need
And my friends don’t understand
And I think its jealousy

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Thug Love (Letra)

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[50 Cent]

What y’all know about this fab shit, huh?
TE baby come on, uh – huh Trackmasters uh – huh

Look we can shop together mama, his and hers
Fifth Av. shit baby, Fendi furs
I ain’t tight with the chips girl
I’m down to splurge
If it’s ice you like I’ll light up your life (Ooh)
VS2 Clarity alright
I play the block I ain’t the type to punch your clock
I’m the type to put the pedal to the floor in the drop
I live life in the fast lane
I mix grow with hash
Hustle hard for cash so I can spoil that ass
It’s like she loves me, she loves me not
Cause her friends pump her head hull of bullshit alot
I gave jewels I imported for her
Chanel bags I bought from boosters
To the hood I introduced her
She feisty and sometimes she wanna fight me
People saying if I get knocked she ain’t gon write me
The sick part is all that bullshit excites me

[1 – Beyoncé]

A thug’s what I want
A thug’s what I need
Even though when my friends don’t seem to see
That he lace me with money
He knows when I want it
And I’m never gonna leave my baby
My thugged out no good baby

[50 Cent]

Ay yo I treat you like you need to be treated like you’re special
Tie your hands to the bedpost when I caress you
When I met you it was Guess and Gap
Now it’s Gucci and Prada
Took you from being a nine to being a dime
You complain that we don’t spend time
When I’m OT on the grind going hard for mine
Yo when shorty say she hate me
You know she mean she love me
When she play me close at the bar
That mean she want some Bubbly
See my polying with another chick and shit get ugly
She wanna flip threaten to run keys across my whip
Try to burn a nigga with some Hominy Briss
That’s how she on it
When I met her she was lowkey
Now she wanna OD
You know me I let her do her thing son
I say what I’m feeling
Niggas say that I’m illing
I sip Cristy so I’m pissy
Like a staircase in your building
What?

[Repeat 1 (2x)]

[Repeat 1 & 2 till end]

[2 – Beyonce]

A thug is what I want
And a thug is what I need
And my friends don’t understand
How my baby laces me
A thug is what I want
And a thug is what I need
And my friends don’t understand
And I think its jealousy

Thug Love (Letra)

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Featuring fat joe & l-burna

[l-burna hook: repeat 2x]
Thug love, thug love
All she ever wanted was that thug loooooove
Thug love, thug love
All she ever wanted was that thug, love

[angie – over end of hook]
Yo, hey yo, uhh
Yo, yo, yo-yo, uhh
Aiyyo i met him at a club, spendin dubs, mr. superthug
Pulled up with a group of trucks, everybody knew who he was
I ain’t playin the boy was cute, and i’m sayin
We only danced one song but the whole night i was swayin
Mesmorized by his style, could tell he was wild
But he had a touch of class and a million buck smile
Got a thing for a thug and he fit the profile
Thug love, think i’m buggin brother let me know now

[fat joe – overlapping angie]
Yo.. yeah, uhh
Yo, yo..
What’s his name, what’s the color of his range, what’s his game?
Was he kickin it like he love his train, full of octane?
Stop playin, know you ain’t fall for that
(yo he’s pagin me) ang’ don’t even think of callin back
Man i know those cats, him and his click be flowin crack
Up in prominax(?), stickin them kids, by the laundromat
Pumpin that two-for-five, the rules imply
Fuckin with them dudes that’s trife, you lose your life

{*interlude*}
[f] it’s a thug love
[a] searchin for love in the wrong places
[f] a thug love
[a] lovin them rough with pretty faces
[f] even though he ain’t right for you
[a] joe i like this dude, i need advice from you
[f] it’s a thug love
[a] searchin for love in the wrong places
[f] a thug love
[a] lovin them rough with pretty faces
[f] even though he ain’t right for you
[a] yo yo, uhh, uhh, yo

[hook] – overlaps {*interlude*} but comes in on line three

[angie]
I just can’t explain why women are attracted to danger
A thug and a player look the same in linen but one’s packin a banger
I guess it’s the anger that be in they eyes
Mixed together with a pinch of they sensual side that gets me energized
Fly and confidant, respected and highly dominant
Got me on the rise every time he draw me with compliments
Joey i’m fallin for a thug, should i sacrifice
Or let it go brother you never gave me bad advice

[fat joe]
It’s only right that i let you know which route to go
No doubt fo’ sho’, once he hits it, he’s out the do’
Know i seem like a cock-blocker, but he’s not proper
Besides you’re my little sis, i gotta watch ya
Gotta stop you from dealin with snakes
You’re sealin your fate let alone i feel it’s your wake
Eliminate all the wrongs in your life
Don’t you fall for them guys, like pun says, it’s all in the eyes

{*interlude*} + [hook]

[fat joe]
I only speak on what i know, he cheats, he gotta go
You think he ain’t gon’ creep (not at all)
That’s a damn shame, i see you fallin for this man’s game
The truth is even if he want it man he can’t change
That’s the life of a player livin lies like the mayor
Hittin them thighs, be wise and beware
But don’t be surprised, one day you’ll find a decent guy
Someone that cares and provides a piece of mind

[angie]
I know you right, but i’m torn inside
I got a jonz for a boy that was born to ride
My only vice(?), saw the guy, leave my momma mortified
It’s no surprise, it happens all the time
Got me stressin and i’m comin back for me
Got me, checkin my messages expectin him to call
I need to, let it go need to stay focused
But can’t, forget him yo so i remain hopeless

{*interlude*} + [hook]

Thug Love (Letra)

Angie Martinez

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ft. Fat Joe & L-Burna

[L-Burna hook: repeat 2X]
Thug love, thug love
All she ever wanted was that thug loooooove
Thug love, thug love
All she ever wanted was that thug, love

[Angie – over end of hook]
Yo, hey yo, uhh
Yo, yo, yo-yo, uhh
Aiyyo I met him at a club, spendin dubs, Mr. Superthug
Pulled up with a group of trucks, everybody knew who he was
I ain’t playin the boy was cute, and I’m sayin
we only danced one song but the whole night I was swayin
Mesmorized by his style, could tell he was wild
but he had a touch of class and a million buck smile
Got a thing for a thug and he fit the profile
Thug love, think I’m buggin brother let me know now

[Fat Joe – overlapping Angie]
Yo.. yeah, uhh
Yo, yo..
What’s his name, what’s the color of his Range, what’s his game?
Was he kickin it like he love his train, full of octane?
Stop playin, know you ain’t fall for that
(Yo he’s pagin me) Ang’ don’t even think of callin back
Man I know those cats, him and his click be flowin crack
Up in Prominax(?), stickin them kids, by the laundromat
Pumpin that two-for-five, the rules imply
fuckin with them dudes that’s trife, you lose your life

[Interlude]
[F] It’s a thug love
[A] Searchin for love in the wrong places
[F] A thug love
[A] Lovin them rough with pretty faces
[F] Even though he ain’t right for you
[A] Joe I like this dude, I need advice from you
[F] It’s a thug love
[A] Searchin for love in the wrong places
[F] A thug love
[A] Lovin them rough with pretty faces
[F] Even though he ain’t right for you
[A] Yo yo, uhh, uhh, yo

[hook – overlaps Interlude but comes in on line three]

[Angie]
I just can’t explain why women are attracted to danger
A thug and a player look the same in linen but one’s packin a banger
I guess it’s the anger that be in they eyes
mixed together with a pinch of they sensual side that gets me energized
Fly and confidant, respected and highly dominant
Got me on the rise every time he draw me with compliments
Joey I’m fallin for a thug, should I sacrifice
or let it go brother you never gave me bad advice

[Fat Joe]
It’s only right that I let you know which route to go
No doubt fo’ sho’, once he hits it, he’s out the do’
Know I seem like a cock-blocker, but he’s not proper
Besides you’re my little sis, I gotta watch ya
Gotta stop you from dealin with snakes
You’re sealin your fate let alone I feel it’s your wake
Eliminate all the wrongs in your life
Don’t you fall for them guys, like Pun says, it’s all in the eyes

[Interlude + hook]

[Fat Joe]
I only speak on what I know, he cheats, he gotta go
You think he ain’t gon’ creep (not at all)
That’s a damn shame, I see you fallin for this man’s game
The truth is even if he want it man he can’t change
That’s the life of a player livin lies like the mayor
Hittin them thighs, be wise and beware
But don’t be surprised, one day you’ll find a decent guy
Someone that cares and provides a piece of mind

[Angie]
I know you right, but I’m torn inside
I got a jonz for a boy that was born to ride
My only vice(?), saw the guy, leave my momma mortified
It’s no surprise, it happens all the time
Got me stressin and I’m comin back for me
Got me, checkin my messages expectin him to call
I need to, let it go need to stay focused
But can’t, forget him yo so I remain hopeless

[Interlude + hook]