Текст песни Greg Street f Deuce Poppi, Trina - Thug Like Me
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[Hook 1: Deuce Poppi]How could a thug like me get wit a girl like youTell me what should I do - to get a girl like you[Hook 2: Trina]How could a girl like me get wit a thug like youTell me what should I do - to get a thug like you[Verse 1: Trina]I`m a first class chick wit a platinum voiceSee me in Bal Harbor in a platinum PorscheI`ma stay that rich chick - never broke fa shoYou wanna send for me - baby charter the G4That`s the Leer Jet - that`s how you break me offTouchin in the cockpit while we takin offYou got me ridin in yellow Ferrari`s and Harley`sIcey Bagari`s, midnight manage`s"Take it to the House" - let me stretch you outLock you in my bedroom - I never let you outI got you loose on X, get your mind rollinHandcuffed to the headboard, blindfoldedwit the candles lit - we gettin scandalousThe Maridia Suites - In Los AngelesI`m the +Baddest Chick+ - wit that bump and grindAnd I know just what it take for me to make you mine[Hook 1: Deuce Poppi]How could a thug like me get wit a girl like youTell me what should I do - to get a girl like you[Hook 2: Trina]How could a girl like me get wit a thug like youTell me what should I do - to get a thug like you[Verse 2: Deuce Poppi]Yea, yea, yeaYou a bad lil summin - aint`cha?!20 karat tennis bracelet `round ya ankleI got the chick like you - wit a lotta lootBody cute enough disguise that body suit - just me and youRound trip to Vegas and backPop Cris` - shoot dice - and make us a stackYou can drive the rest, now give a thug a tryI put you in that brand new Benz bucky eyeI aint trickin` baby girl but I break breadYou get the "Keys to the Range" like Jagged EdgeI wanna lay this pipe till ya half deadI`ll cut ya hard enough to break ya brass bedI wanna teach ya everything that a thug learnedDoggystyle on the floor wit the rug burnsLil` Momma if ya scurred, then go to church scaredCause I`ma hit that thang harder than Jevon KearseWha wha?![Hook 1: Deuce Poppi]How could a thug like me get wit a girl like youTell me what should I do - to get a girl like you[Hook 2: Trina]How could a girl like me get wit a thug like youTell me what should I do - to get a thug like you[Verse 3: Deuce Poppi]Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yeaLil` Momma you finger lickin, like Roscoe`s ChickenWussup wit this stitchin - that midnight trickin?Yo body, I wanna ride like a DucatiLike Kawasaki, mami don`t get `ockiPlus I`m thick stocky and my wrist rockyJust get on top me till that oochie get sloppyMirrors on the ceiling, look up, you can watch meWhen you feel that nut comin, scream (Deuce Poppi!!)[Trina]Best believe - playboy when I lay witchaI got "69 Ways" to play witchaI`m a rich chick - I don`t need ya breadAll I need is yo head `tween my legsTell yo girlfriend you comin` home late tonightYou straight the night - I`mma get this thang actin` rightAdmit it - I`m the best that ever did itAnytime - any place - you know a chick wit it[Hook 1: Deuce Poppi]How could a thug like me get wit a girl like youTell me what should I do - to get a girl like you[Hook 2: Trina]How could a girl like me get wit a thug like youTell me what should I do - to get a thug like you(2x`s)