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Trick Daddy Book Of Thugs: Chapter A.K., Verse 47 Thug for Life (feat. Kase, Mystic) [Chorus:] I'll be yo' thug for life, my love will drive you crazy You know nobody ain't gone (fuck) you like you need baby Let's slip and slide together and go get this cheese baby Hold me close and always be yo' thug for life Keep it tight and always be yo' thug for life Speak the truth and always be yo' thug for life Break the bread and always be yo' thug for life [Verse 1: Kase] No, no, can't nobody get deep in the stomach like I do And on top of that get 'cha high to A nigga know that you liable Jumping out a chevy on sky blue Lot a nigga try to Getting ready to kick it for me To picky for me Nigga's to sticky for me, stickin' with me You got some nerve, you must think you pot superb Nigga first tried to hide it, you shot the bird K-Dog without a mouth full of filthy shit Mouthing off nigga you would have been killed me bitch Don't do shit but want a hundred dollar hair do Come here, something I wanna tell you, what [Verse 2: Mystic] Don't, don't I have a heavy levi that a slide in dunk, never find in the trunk Where the weed at in the spot with the lump I can't help but want to rub on them thighs and the hump Shot her down in the zone, my love got 'cha high and it's on I want leave ya' down alone or crying on the phone Cause if ya' fed up then grab the chrome Burning ya' home I can't take it no mo' tell me what turns you on Quick to yo' home, (???) (???) baby hold me tight [Chorus:] I'll be yo' thug for life, my love will drive you crazy You know nobody ain't gone (fuck) you like you need baby Let's slip and slide together and go get this cheese baby Hold me close and always be yo' thug for life Keep it tight and always be yo' thug for life Speak the truth and always be yo' thug for life Break the bread and always be yo' thug for life [Verse 3: Trick Daddy] Really will ya' roll with a thug A young nigga in a big car, with a big gun, ridin' round sittin' on dubs Smoking on a fat blunt, baby was up I heard you was lost in love and I don't see ya' much But I know you done lost ya' touch Ever need a paper stake Ever wanna get away just call me up Yeah, hit me on my 984-4040 Yeap, you know the rest You know right where to go, right where to come when you want the best And I'm on this thug shit Making money and drug shit And I ain't with that bullshit Cause got damn it I love this You and me baby can get a little close and stop before your heat baby Let me drop dem' draws and give you some of this weed baby I really love the way you touch and suck on me baby And the way you look when you run up in that 380 But do them haters they acting real shady Broke or rich you still gone be with me baby Break a nigga off bread when I need some cheese baby Tell them niggaz I'm gone be yo' thug for life, my love will drive you crazy You know nobody ain't gone (fuck) you like you need baby Let's slip and slide together and go get this cheese baby Hold me close and always be yo' thug for life Keep it tight and always be yo' thug for life Speak the truth and always be yo' thug for life Break the bread and always be yo' thug for life |
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