[ Featuring Dice_Money4 ]
I can tell by your spirit, you ain't been hugged In a minute And the vibe you been givin', sayin' You got potential But, uh, them busters ain't Lovin' you right I think you need a thug in your life
Baby, you bad as hell, now let me find out
He got you on hideout
But we gon' run and play after this timeout
Them busters ain't loving you right
I think you need a thug in your life
I gotta have it, and I ain't gotta limit
Let me talk to you, baby girl, if you got a minute
I ain't gotta gimmick, you bad and
I'm just tryna hit it
And I'm about my business, and
I ain't like them other niggas
Baby, I'm a menace, and I ain't stoppin' till
I'm finished
It's a hot girl summer them jeans is lookin' Fitted
Ass so fat, she squeeze in to get in it
You comin' home with me, we leavin'
If you with it
But even if you with it, listen what you tellin' Me
I'm boyfriend number two like Pleasure P
And I ain't even gon' trip, I'ma let it be
I teach you how to be a player, Bill Bellamy
And you would never see me talkin' jealously
I ain't lockin' them down, I got to let them free
Don't suffocate around me,
I got to let her breathe
Cause ain't nobody lovin' you better than Dice
I can tell by your spirit, we ain't been hugged in a minute And the vibe you been givin', sayin' You got potential
But, them busters ain't lovin' you right I think you need a thug in your life
Baby, you bad as hell, now let me find out
We got you on hideout, but we gon' run a play After this timeout
Uh, them busters ain't lovin' you right
I think you need a thug in your life
Ain't nothin' like wakin' up to a bad bitch
Aye my bad bae, I mean a boss bitch
A similar mind, someone to boss with
One topay the cost for, but don't cost shit
Say, no, baby, just pay yours And I'ma pay mine, So the rest is extra
I respect the grind, high standard,
Low maintenance Mind deep, like a hundred Feet off Venice Beach
Rock on frost, ten degrees
Always turn off, hands on your knees
Bands and degrees, hands on some G's Uh, Kids, same speed, uh
All a nigga need, besides a purebred
And an acre to build up another bull's head
She don't be bangin' my line, tryna be spiteful She sendin' bitches to dishes,
That's so delightful
So when the lights low, we go psycho
That's what you like tho
I can tell by your spirit you ain't been hugged in A minute
And the vibe you been givin', sayin' you got Potential
Uh, them busters ain't lovin' you right I think You need a thug in your life
Baby, you bad as hell, now let me find out
He got you on hideout, but we gon' run a play After this timeout
Uh, them busters ain't lovin' you right
I think you need a thug in your life
