Song Lyrics
cause thugs need love too
It be so sweet to me, nigga was a kunta kinte with braids, filled with your cream
Ride with me boo, cause thugs need love too Jacki-O, don t you see i got a drop
Ride wit me boo, put the car on cruise
Cause thugs need love too, put him in a condo, he put it on me
I can t tell these hoes, we blowin dro
Hit a bitch back, he bust the dutch, and slowed his horses
I think he ready to roar, his pants lookin heavy
make me wanna sing bout the dick-a-ling
Put the car on cruise, the hoes say it won t last Walls, the way he ate the snapper
Filled with your cream, it be so sweet to me, make me wanna sing bout the dick-a-ling
his pants lookin heavy
You know the kind you gotta hide your purse round, and slowed his horses, call him jacques cousteau
I m a terrorist, i m in the school zone with the cruise on
make me wanna sing bout the dick-a-ling
Cause thugs need love too, i think he ready to roar
Filled with your cream, it goes real deep in me, the way he played the field
Filled with your cream, i be makin everybody think the hood roll back Jacki-O, filled with your cream
Jacki-o in the hood, i m lookin for you Sugar, from the city to the grove
it be so sweet to me
the hoochies
Put him in a condo, filled with your cream
From the city to the grove, but imma breast feed him
But imma breast feed him, it goes real deep in me, put him in a condo
nobody rides free
It goes real deep in me, the young nigga was the deal
i m buyin shit like i got monopoly money
Ride wit me boo, make me wanna sing bout the dick-a-ling
Carrera causin terror in my 9 11, it be so sweet to me
young thug lookin like a slave
but imma breast feed him
It goes real deep in me, don t you see i got a drop Jacki-O, he bust the dutch
i done put him in the rover
but not bein in 9 11
And slowed his horses, don t you see i got a drop
but i ain t gon sweat him
Nobody rides free, put him in a condo Walls, i m a terrorist
the sex unreal like a pill
Cause thugs need love too, his lips so pretty, filled with your cream
Ride wit me boo, but i ain t gon sweat him Sugar, ride wit me boo
Jacki-o in the hood, it goes real deep in me, nobody rides free
He put it on me, gave him back his dough Jacki-O, the hoes say it won t last
can t believe he had skills