Beyonce - Thug Luv (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent] TE baby, come on, uh-huh Trackmasters uh-huh [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Look we can shop together mama, his and hers Fifth Ave sh** 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 aight I play the block I ain't the type to punch a clock I'm the type to put the pedal to the floor in the drop I live life in the fast lane I mix dro with hash Hustle hard for cash so I can spoil that a** It's like she loves me, she loves me not Cause her friends pump her head full of bullsh** alot I gave j**els I imported from Joe's 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 bullsh** excites me [Chorus: 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 thug don't no good, baby [Verse 2: Eminem] It's like this and like that and like this Hey yo I'm the illest rapper to hold the cojones Patrol the corners looking for hookers To punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters I'm meaner in action than Brosco beating James Todd Senior And smacking his back with vacuum cleaner attachments I grew up in the wild hood, as a hazardous youth With a f**ed up childhood that I used as an excuse And ain't sh** changed I kept the same mind state Since the third time I failed ninth grade You probably think that I'm a negative person Don't be so sure of it I don't promote violence I just encourage it I laugh at the sight of d**h As I fall down a cement flight of steps And land inside a bed of spider webs So throw caution to the wind You and a friend can jump off of a bridge And if you live do it again sh** why not, blow your brain out I'm blowing mine out, f** it You only live once you might as well die now [Chorus: 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 thug don't no good, baby [Verse 3: Erick Ona**is] Check it When I come in the place excitement Like plain watched took the Jacob and iced it Blaine E coming through in the purest form On some Streisand sh** when a star is born I might rock a fake diamond watch for the scene And rob me end up deaf for no reason I approach those that wanna cramp my style When I ask they be like hunh Like a juvenile crack a smile say a rhyme That's straight out cold Strong enough to grab you With his choke hold So what ya all want don't dare taunt Or I leave you in the back of somebody's restaurant, it's murda Laying flat with the rats and cats By a cardboard box where the buns be at One more thing for those that wanna bite my sh** I hope you choke and no one give you the Heimlich, dead Ona**is, Aristotle on the mic Paint a picture that would out weigh Pica**o, yeeeah Yeah you can't be believing it You imagining the unity of bossy and sh** No matter the deal, money, money [Chorus: x2 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 thug don't no good, baby [Bridge Fader: 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