50 Cent - Thug Love

[50 Cent] 
What y'all know about this fab shit, huh? 
TE baby come on, uh-huh Trackmasters uh-huh 

Look we can shop together mama, his and hers 
Fifth Av. shit baby, Fendi furs 
I ain't tight with the chips girl 
I'm down to splurge 
If it's ice you like I'll light up your life (Ooh) 
VS2 Clarity alright 
I play the block I ain't the type to punch your clock 
I'm the type to put the metal to the floor in the drop 
I live life in the fast lane 
I make a grove of hash 
Hustle hard for cash so I can spoil that ass 
It's like she loves me, she loves me not 
Cause her friends pump her head hull of bullshit alot 
I gave jewels I imported for her 
Chanel bags I bought from boosters 
To the hood I introduced her 
She feisty every now and then she wanna fight me 
People saying if I get knocked she ain't gon write me 
The sick part is all that bullshit excites me 

[1 - Destiny's Child] 
A thug's what I want 
A thug's what I need 
Even though my friends don't seem to see 
That he lace me with money 
He knows when I want it 
And I'm never gonna leave my baby 
My thugged out no good baby 

[50 Cent] 
Ay yo I treat you like you need to be treated like you're special 
Tie your hands to the bedpost when I caress you 
When I met you it was Guess and Gap 
Now it's Gucci and Prada 
Took you from being a nine to being a dime 
You complain that we don't spend time 
When I'm OT on the grind going hard for mine 
Yo when shorty say she hate me 
You know she mean she love me 
When she play me close at the bar 
That mean she want some Bubbly 
See my polying with another chick and shit get ugly 
She wanna flip threaten to run keys across my whip 
Try to burn a nigga with some Hominy Grits 
That's how she on it 
When I met her she was lowkey 
Now she wanna OD 
You know me I let her do her thing son 
I say what I'm feeling 
Niggas say that I'm illing 
I sip Cristy so I'm pissy 
Like a staircase in your building 
What? 

[Repeat 1 (2x)] 

[Repeat 1 & 2 till end] 

[2 - Beyonce] 
A thug is what I want 
And a thug is what I need 
And my friends don't understand 
How my baby laces me 
A thug is what I want 
And a thug is what I need 
And my friends don't understand 
And I think its jealousy