Lyrics

[Intro] I be the Thugger Hold on, mm Okay Who are you? I don't know, I don't know, hey, hey [Chorus] Plugs, they goin' right inside the kitchen (Woo) I might be a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition (Yeah) I found out like two weeks ago that I was pimp (Sheesh) I don't stack that shit by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp (Nah) Hell yeah, bae, I do it (What?) Put that shit on everything, she know I do it (Yeah, yeah) Fuck that work, I might not do it (Sike) Like my daddy or the school, I might listen to it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 1] My clothes, they by Elizabeth Taylor, baby Fuck on your lil' bitch and get to moving with the skaters, baby (Oh) I can go 'round that bitch like equators, baby And I feel free like the motherfuckin' nature, baby (Yeah) That lil' bitch fit the description like a blazer, baby (Yeah) And she from LA just like a motherfuckin' Laker, baby (Yeah) Yeah (Sheesh) I might fire shots off like I know Brian Nichols (Bah) I just might ride and die for my niggas (Skrrt) If they talkin' life sentence, I'll try with my niggas (Skrrt) And I will beat trial with my niggas (I will) How you gon' eye my nigga? (What?) Tell me, how you gon' try my niggas? (What?) How you goin' back and forth 'bout my niggas? (Nah) Yeah, flaws and all, my nigga (Flaws) [Refrain] Flaws and all (Flaws), spell it with my dogs, yeah Flaws and all (Hey), even with my paw (Hey), yeah (Woah) Flaws and all, Versace drawers for your broad, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Flaws and all, yeah (Sheesh, sheesh) [Chorus] Plugs, they goin' right inside the kitchen (Woo) I might be a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition (Yeah) I found out like two weeks ago that I was pimp (Church) I don't stack that shit by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp (Nah) Hell yeah, bae, I do it (Yeah) Put that shit on everything, she know I do it (Yeah, yeah) Fuck that work, I might not do it (Sike) Like my daddy or the school, I might listen to it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 2] Tell me how you see the nigga take his spots and knock the nigga straight off the spots I mean how the fuck you think you gonna beat the Thugger, defeat the Thugger? Don't bleach Young Thugger (Woah, woah) I mean how the fuck? You'll need the Thugger You please the Thugger, you eat the Thugger, no yeastin' Thugger (What? What?) Yeah, no yeastin' Thugger The bitch so clean, it's a shame I don't love her (Sheesh) Yeah, never love these bitches When I ran my money up, I started duckin' these bitches (There she go, there she go) She eat the dick so much, I ain't never seen the bitch in the motherfuckin' kitchen (Yeah) Baby, I love you, in a house full of grown folks, baby, I love you (Baby, I love you) Swear to God, you my bread and butter You can still get my all if the feds destroyed us (Yeah) I'ma keep my feet in these streets (Yeah) Like a D, we can go straight overseas (Yeah) Put purple in my brain just like a leaf (Yeah) If the bitch got class, yeah, she can come with me (Yeah) I ain't gotta tell these hoes, they know I'm prince of the city (Yeah) I just might pull up with bad bitches and take 'em to the trenches (Skrrt) [Chorus] Plugs, they goin' right inside the kitchen (Woo) I might be a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition (Yeah) I found out like two weeks ago that I was pimp (Church) I don't stack that shit by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp (Nah) Hell yeah, bae, I do it (Yeah) Put that shit on everything, she know I do it (Yeah, yeah) Fuck that work, I might not do it (Sike) Like my daddy or the school, I might listen to it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Refrain] Flaws and all, spell it with my dogs, yeah Flaws and all, even with my paw, yeah Flaws and all, Versace drawers for your broad, yeah Flaws and all, yeah