LADIES TALK ABOUT THUGS

Ladies tired of thugs, seem to be wired at clubs all using
Same rap which is lame crap try find love its not amusing
I’m a brother laid back others parade with crack cruising
In drop tops letting the Hip Hop rock on their CD losing
Friends in the bruising winds of hear say I fear today
LADY TIA, SPEAKS:: if want a man with a clever romance
with a better chance of succeeding love me and never glance
at another girl and make my butter twirl in bed like cheddar in France
to make static plain it causes sporadic pain so I want a man
that stays home and not stray and roam to clubs with no plan
FUCIALADY, SPEAKS: thugs are rejected but ladies feel love
And protected that slop’s false want a man not to soft just to hug
And don’t worry about the beat down by a street clown in the club
A thug should git a legit baby but never hit a lady that foul
LADY GFROMTHE D, SPEAKS: I date thugs and make love awhile
They’re so wild but they treat me right sex heat all night
Cock cumming hot and rumbling panties ripped off tight
Kisses his lips never misses mine thug dating is out of sight
FUCIALADY SPAEKS: thug is frame of mind lame but fine
See one its game time a real thug will mug and rob not that kind
These are brothers with a little hood in them feature pants ROCAWEAR
Drop cock like it hot even snoop doggy style sling cum on the block everywhere
So LADY GFROMTHE D you’re not dating real thugs just some hood brothers
Some good mothers for sex butters even complex sheets