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kevin gates - thugged out lyrics

[verse 1: kevin gates]
b-tch, get naked disrespectful when we s-xing
i-n-d-e-p-e whatever
ain’t got no time for spelling, bout time you start undressing
all that -ss behind you yeah, i can see it from the front
cutting up the ‘ply, sipping gnac, blowing blunts
in the car, oh god i’m nasty
just said don’t put nothing past me
behind it over, pull your hair, then smack it
pressure, ‘tron, scratching
beat the p-ssy, i got come back
now come back (come back) what’s happening? (come back)

[hook: kevin gates]
i like my b-tches thugged out
on the couch, making love, in a drug house (ugh)
i like my b-tches thugged out
only one who know just what a thug about
baby, i just like my women thugged out
i like my b-tches thugged out
baby, i just like my women thugged out
i like my b-tches thugged out

[verse 2: kevin gates]
face down, -ss up that’s the way we like to f-ck (you’re right)
on that goose, you too loose baby, tighten up
on a deuce, sipping juice, that’s my type of love (retawdid)
that’s my type of, tattoos all on my body
my whips always exotic (skrrt!)
talk loud with my jeans sagging
and she don’t think it’s obnoxious (what up?)
in and out of jail, i’m thugging
she hold it down, no question
aggressive, get money, she love me, one hundred (ugh)

[hook: kevin gates]
i like my b-tches thugged out
on the couch, making love, in a drug house
(ugh)
i like my b-tches thugged out
only one who know just what a thug about
baby, i just like my women thugged out
i like my b-tches thugged out
baby, i just like my women thugged out
i like my b-tches thugged out

[verse 3: b00bie black]
yeah, she official, thugging to the griscle
big chanel bag for the racks and the pistol
riding for a n-gga, she ain’t never tripping
the porshe panamera coupe, she really about her business
copped it off the profit, got a condo in the trenches
flights taking off, she above them local b-tches
i love the way she thugging, she roll my kush for me
i f-cks with her one hundred, you other b-tches stunting

[hook: kevin gates]
i like my b-tches thugged out
on the couch, making love, in a drug house
(ugh)
i like my b-tches thugged out
only one who know just what a thug about
baby, i just like my women thugged out
i like my b-tches thugged out
baby, i just like my women thugged out
i like my b-tches thugged out

- kevin gates lyrics

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