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THUG IT OUT! Video (MV)




Performed By: Trayywel
Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: Trace Serieaux




Trayywel - THUG IT OUT! Lyrics
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(You gon' have to thug it out)
(You gon' have to thug it out)
Shouldn't have played with the gang bitch
(You gon' have to thug it out)
How I really take your main bitch?
(You gon' have to thug it out)
Shouldn't have played with the gang, you gon' have to thug it out
Should've stayed in your lane, now we're running in your house
In the demon I was lane switchin' (Skrr, Skrr)
In the demon switchin' lanes tryna run a nigga down
How'd I really take your main, you gon' have to thug it out
Yeah that nigga getting sprayed if he coming out the house
Put your money where your mouth is, you quite as a mouse
Spent a hundred on an outfit to go sit on the couch
Spent a hundred on a fit just to go sit on the couch
I was chillin' with your bitch, got my dick all in her mouth
Yeah, we pouring up the Activis
Yeah, we pouring up the Act, No we never in the drought
Yeah, that nigga gettin' smacked, yeah, right up in the mouth
And that bitch, she coming back, cause you know I'm gettin' clout
All these niggas comin' back, tell 'em get the f*ck from 'round
So much water on my neck, starting to think it got me drownin'
Yeah that bitch, she throw it back, and you know I hear the sound
Told that bitch to make it clap, and you know she do it loud
Told that bitch to make it drop, and you know It got to bouncin'
Told that bitch to make it drop, and she put it where the ground is
I've been counting up a lot, all that shit you've never counted
I done ran me up a lot, so you know I'm never frownin'
And you know he makin' nada, so that boy a grouch
You know you don't make a dollar, so that boy was grouchy
I can never love a thot, tell her get the f*ck from 'round me
I can never love a thot
(I can never love a-)
I can never love a thot, I been lookin' for the brownskins
I've been counting up that guap
(I've been counting up the-)
I've been counting up the guap, yeah, I really got a lot
Yeah, I'm walkin' with the Glock, cause my pocket got a knot
I was coolin' with your thot and you know she giving top
I was coolin' with your thot, and you never had a thought
All these bitches gonna flock when I'm walkin' in the spot
I'ma walk down on the opp cause he never had a Glock
No I'm never getting caught, this whip is faster than a cop
Yeah, you know I spend a lot, when I'm goin' out to shop
I spent 20 while I was shoppin' (Shoppin')
I spent 20 while I'm shoppin', know I had to cop
Yeah that bitch, she really want it (Want it)
And that bitch, she really want it, know I'll give her-
I was sellin' what they wanted, know I made a lot
No, I never had a option (Option)
I was gettin' what I wanted, know I spent a lot
All this money that I'm droppin' (Droppin')
All this money that I'm droppin', no, I cannot
All this money that I'm droppin
All this money that I'm droppin', no, I cannot
And you know I'm never stoppin
All this money that I'm droppin', know she's gonna
Yeah, you know she's gonna drop it
All this money in my pocket, know she's gonna
Yeah, you know she's gonna pop it
All this money in my pocket, you know she's gonna pop it
All this money that I'm droppin', you know she's gonna drop it
All this money that I'm droppin', you know I cannot stop it
And you know she's never stoppin
Shouldn't have played with the gang, you gon' have to thug it out
Should've stayed in your lane, now we're running in your house
In the demon I was lane switchin' (Skrr, Skrr)
In the demon switchin' lanes tryna run a nigga down
How'd I really take your main, you gon' have to thug it out
Yeah that nigga getting sprayed if he coming out the house
Put your money where your mouth is, you quite as a mouse
Spent a hundred on an outfit to go sit on the couch
Spent a hundred on a fit just to go sit on the couch
I was chillin' with your bitch, got my dick all in her mouth
Yeah, we pouring up the Activis
Yeah, we pouring up the Act, No we never in the drought
Yeah, that nigga gettin' smacked, yeah, right up in the mouth
And that bitch, she coming back, cause you know I'm gettin' clout
All these niggas comin' back, tell 'em get the f*ck from 'round
So much water on my neck, starting to think it got me drownin'
Yeah that bitch, she throw it back, and you know I hear the sound
Told that bitch to make it clap, and you know she do it loud
Told that bitch to make it drop, and you know It got to bouncin'
Told that bitch to make it drop, and she put it where the ground is
I've been counting up a lot, all that shit you've never counted
I done ran me up a lot, so you know I'm never frownin'
And you know he makin' nada, so that boy a grouch
You know you don't make a dollar, so that boy was grouchy
I can never love a thot, tell her get the f*ck from 'round me
I can never love a thot
(I can never love a-)
I can never love a thot, I been lookin' for the brownskins
I've been counting up that guap
(I've been counting up the-)
I've been counting up the guap, yeah, I really got a lot
Yeah, I'm walkin' with the Glock, cause my pocket got a knot
I was coolin' with your thot and you know she giving top
I was coolin' with your thot, and you never had a thought
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English

(You gon' have to thug it out)
(You gon' have to thug it out)
Shouldn't have played with the gang bitch
(You gon' have to thug it out)
How I really take your main bitch?
(You gon' have to thug it out)
Shouldn't have played with the gang, you gon' have to thug it out
Should've stayed in your lane, now we're running in your house
In the demon I was lane switchin' (Skrr, Skrr)
In the demon switchin' lanes tryna run a nigga down
How'd I really take your main, you gon' have to thug it out
Yeah that nigga getting sprayed if he coming out the house
Put your money where your mouth is, you quite as a mouse
Spent a hundred on an outfit to go sit on the couch
Spent a hundred on a fit just to go sit on the couch
I was chillin' with your bitch, got my dick all in her mouth
Yeah, we pouring up the Activis
Yeah, we pouring up the Act, No we never in the drought
Yeah, that nigga gettin' smacked, yeah, right up in the mouth
And that bitch, she coming back, cause you know I'm gettin' clout
All these niggas comin' back, tell 'em get the f*ck from 'round
So much water on my neck, starting to think it got me drownin'
Yeah that bitch, she throw it back, and you know I hear the sound
Told that bitch to make it clap, and you know she do it loud
Told that bitch to make it drop, and you know It got to bouncin'
Told that bitch to make it drop, and she put it where the ground is
I've been counting up a lot, all that shit you've never counted
I done ran me up a lot, so you know I'm never frownin'
And you know he makin' nada, so that boy a grouch
You know you don't make a dollar, so that boy was grouchy
I can never love a thot, tell her get the f*ck from 'round me
I can never love a thot
(I can never love a-)
I can never love a thot, I been lookin' for the brownskins
I've been counting up that guap
(I've been counting up the-)
I've been counting up the guap, yeah, I really got a lot
Yeah, I'm walkin' with the Glock, cause my pocket got a knot
I was coolin' with your thot and you know she giving top
I was coolin' with your thot, and you never had a thought
All these bitches gonna flock when I'm walkin' in the spot
I'ma walk down on the opp cause he never had a Glock
No I'm never getting caught, this whip is faster than a cop
Yeah, you know I spend a lot, when I'm goin' out to shop
I spent 20 while I was shoppin' (Shoppin')
I spent 20 while I'm shoppin', know I had to cop
Yeah that bitch, she really want it (Want it)
And that bitch, she really want it, know I'll give her-
I was sellin' what they wanted, know I made a lot
No, I never had a option (Option)
I was gettin' what I wanted, know I spent a lot
All this money that I'm droppin' (Droppin')
All this money that I'm droppin', no, I cannot
All this money that I'm droppin
All this money that I'm droppin', no, I cannot
And you know I'm never stoppin
All this money that I'm droppin', know she's gonna
Yeah, you know she's gonna drop it
All this money in my pocket, know she's gonna
Yeah, you know she's gonna pop it
All this money in my pocket, you know she's gonna pop it
All this money that I'm droppin', you know she's gonna drop it
All this money that I'm droppin', you know I cannot stop it
And you know she's never stoppin
Shouldn't have played with the gang, you gon' have to thug it out
Should've stayed in your lane, now we're running in your house
In the demon I was lane switchin' (Skrr, Skrr)
In the demon switchin' lanes tryna run a nigga down
How'd I really take your main, you gon' have to thug it out
Yeah that nigga getting sprayed if he coming out the house
Put your money where your mouth is, you quite as a mouse
Spent a hundred on an outfit to go sit on the couch
Spent a hundred on a fit just to go sit on the couch
I was chillin' with your bitch, got my dick all in her mouth
Yeah, we pouring up the Activis
Yeah, we pouring up the Act, No we never in the drought
Yeah, that nigga gettin' smacked, yeah, right up in the mouth
And that bitch, she coming back, cause you know I'm gettin' clout
All these niggas comin' back, tell 'em get the f*ck from 'round
So much water on my neck, starting to think it got me drownin'
Yeah that bitch, she throw it back, and you know I hear the sound
Told that bitch to make it clap, and you know she do it loud
Told that bitch to make it drop, and you know It got to bouncin'
Told that bitch to make it drop, and she put it where the ground is
I've been counting up a lot, all that shit you've never counted
I done ran me up a lot, so you know I'm never frownin'
And you know he makin' nada, so that boy a grouch
You know you don't make a dollar, so that boy was grouchy
I can never love a thot, tell her get the f*ck from 'round me
I can never love a thot
(I can never love a-)
I can never love a thot, I been lookin' for the brownskins
I've been counting up that guap
(I've been counting up the-)
I've been counting up the guap, yeah, I really got a lot
Yeah, I'm walkin' with the Glock, cause my pocket got a knot
I was coolin' with your thot and you know she giving top
I was coolin' with your thot, and you never had a thought
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Writer: Trace Serieaux
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