Da Brat - How a Thug Like It lyrics

[C-Murder & Jermaine Dupri talking] C: JD turn it up, ya heard me JD: Yea C: C-Murder JD: Uh huh, Oh, Yea hmmm C: Ha what JD: Uh huh, uh JD: Ah Ha, Ah Ah JD: uh huh, uh huh JD: Uh, Ah Ha, Ah Ha JD: Uh ha, Brat, C-Murder [Chorus: C-Murder (Da Brat)] You talk a good one shorty, you make me sweat How a thug n***a like girl? (Nice and wet You makin me hot and horny with what you poppin so far How a tru b**h like it C?) Nice and hard [C-Murder] You kinda fly, you kinda shy Wha'cha eat, wha'cha drive And you like them ghetto boys The ones who make that noise You know I'm thugged out, you know I do this, you know I do that And for a fact, you know I do things that make my pocket fat Cuz I'm tru, I hang with the man, you gave me the game Plus I'm fame, and now ya'll scream my name Call me a jogger, cuz you got me sweatin your style I ran a couple miles And some, see where I'm comin from I like em smooth, with cat eyes, and iced-out, and show 'nough You need the handcuffs, that rough stuff You talk a good one shorty, I mean that Now won't you lay on'r back Let a thug between that [Chorus: 2x] [Da Brat] You kinda s**y, you kinda ghetto, with them slugs in your front C-Murder, can you hold me down, give a thug girl what she want Money and nice cars A house with a pool in the backyard Take me shoppin with No Limit, on the credit card ? this shrimp, push a Lambragini ta sick Drink Crystal when it's cold, I wanna mint the stick Go on and do this, and do that When you come home, to Brat You'll never want another girl again, this thug blew th Gimme the loot, so I can cop a new Jag And Brat dat I got it from you With a 45 caliber too In case a n***a run up on me, I got somethin to shoot [Chorus: 2x] [Da Brat] We ride together Survive and die together I ain't leaving you never Tougher the leather, make it last forever [C-Murder] That's what I need Brat I hope you mean dat But yet these cat take these keys Let me show you where the cheese at [Da Brat] I can love you innocently Bring home at least 20 g's a week From hustlin in da street [C-Murder] Uh huh And I'ma take dat Then hit dat, then flip dat Then finish wit dat And hit you back, when you can trip cruise on a ship [Da Brat] Now I hold it down for you, you hold it down for me Let Show em thug pa**ion is post to be [C-Murder] Uh huh And I'ma ride for you If you ride for me I would even, die for you Now would you die for me [Chorus: 2x] [Jermaine talking] 5-0-4 Ta the 4-0-4 Ha, you know Yea, huh, out