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    It's crazy, you're still pretty when you cry
    We got London on the track

    She want that thug love, yeah
    But this ain't no fucking love song
    It's crazy you're still pretty when you cry
    Push your panty strings over to the side
    Gon' wake up and hit it, while you got your thong on, yeah
    You tellin' me that you want thug love
    But you don't even kiss me when we making love
    And that's how I knew that you was a thug
    I cannot blame you
    I can't even lie, I was the same, too
    I might be the reason, yeah, I changed you
    Girl, I never meant to play you
    Now you don't trust niggas (Trust niggas)
    The same way I don't trust bitches (Fuck bitches)
    I ain't gon' lie, I was a dog, nigga (Dog)
    A thug nigga with a heart (A thug nigga with a heart)

    Niggas finna send shots tryna get even
    Headshot, leave you like a vegetable with needles, yeah
    Rattin', that's gon' make them niggas run up on your people, yeah, yeah
    Can't be eatin' on no cheese, that's illegal, nah
    I just wanna be a rock star like The Beatles
    I ain't no fucking stuntman, Evel Knievel
    But I can get you stuck, man, fuck is you thinking, nigga?
    Shooting like a Jumpman, 23 'em, yeah, yeah
    Okay, yeah, that's Boogie in your nightmares
    Yeah, okay, I used to bust juggs with my right hand
    Yeah, okay, I used to bag it up with my left hand
    To this day I never read the Bible so I might sin, yeah
    Okay, yeah, that's Boogie in your nightmares
    I ain't wanna be a pain, never do it right, yeah
    I just hope my daughter never meet a nigga like me
    'Cause I swear I already know that nigga's grimy
    Yeah, that's how I feel, nigga
    I fucked a lot of niggas' bitches and they still with 'em
    And all the niggas that's with me, they was there since lil' niggas
    And they the type to go catch a body and not tell niggas

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    But it's so hard to tell, though
    I just hope you never tell, though, yeah, yeah
    Ah, ah, just hold it down, yo, yeah, yeah
    Ah, ah, stick to the damn code, yeah, yeah
    I cheated on my girl so she want
    All of— All of my passcodes
    I was a asshole, I made up time for her
    Bought her Louis Vuitton, Chanel, and Tom Ford, yeah

    But you say you want thug love (Say you want thug love)
    But this ain't no fucking love song, yeah, yeah (Ain't no fuckin' love song)
    Ah, ah, pretty when you cry, ah (Pretty when you cry)
    Pullin' on your panty strings, put 'em to the side, oh
    Wake up, hit it while you still got your thong on, yeah, nah, nah (While you got your thong on)
    You say you want thug love, you don't (You want thug love)
    Even kiss me when we make love, oh, yeah, yeah (Kiss me when we make love)
    You say that I'm a dog, oh

    But you don't even kiss when we make love, oh

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