joe moses - thuggin it lyrics
[intro: joe moses]
like jm, cb
sh-t, b-tch, we all we need, hah (dj official)
i mean like, for real for real
[verse 1: joe moses]
took a trip to my enemies to f-ck that (what?)
and every time i went raw, i made her f-ck back (yeah)
got a baby by the same n-gg- hatin’ on me (hatin’ on me)
fresh out, you the only one was waitin’ on me (yeah)
did 4, came home, you never changed on me (changed)
and every now and then i heard she did a lame on me (haha)
copped the ‘rari like tyga, then f-cked kylie (f-cked kylie)
and every time i hit the city, sh-t, i ride it (sh-t, i ride it)
made n-gg-s only ‘posed to f-ck with made hoes (hoes)
i give a shoutout to my exes, how they made hoes (what?)
world star, playhouse, i done slay hoes (i done slay hoes)
i seen a few with my n-gg-s, how the game goes
lord knows they get wet when the time right (time right)
tom ford, time square, what a good night
double r rolex, for the good price (price)
and when her -ss do the splits, what a good sight (jm)
[chorus: chris brown]
lemme see you rock that body back and forth, yeah
you gon’ get this d-ck, i’ma give you what you asking for
i heard she got that good p-ssy, i’ma go down, i’ma eat that
good p-ssy, i’ma make that kitty cry
baby, i ain’t tryna hurt your body
i just wanna see you work your body
down up, down up
thuggin’ it
[verse 2: chris brown]
i take my b-tches to the trap house
she smoke weed, h-lla tatted, with her -ss out
this codeine ’bout to make a n-gg- black out
red guts in the wraith, i’m finna mash out
blood, the nerve of these n-gg-s, they ain’t from my set
could give a f-ck ’bout a hater, they don’t write my checks
it’s hard to make a decision, got b-tches on top of b-tches
know i be flippin’ them pigeons, give her the d like it’s michigan
p-ssy poppin’, she drop it down and she land on the d-ck
i’m steph curry with your b-tch and i’ll be d-mned if i miss
all the molly in my cup, got me up, babe
i’m turnin’ up in this place tonight
we on, babe, on, babe
you know you can’t play a player
let’s party, party
baby, show you right
[chorus: chris brown]
lemme see you rock that body back and forth, yeah
you gon’ get this d-ck, i’ma give you what you asking for
i heard she got that good p-ssy, i’ma go down, i’ma eat that
good p-ssy, i’ma make that kitty cry
baby, i ain’t tryna hurt your body
i just wanna see you work your body
down up, down up
thuggin’ it
down up, down up
thuggin’ it
down up, down up
thuggin’ it
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