C-murder - Thug Boy lyrics

(talking) Say Ty, (what's up) I'm feeling you yeah (is that right) But they say I'm too ghetto for you (oh, ha ha) Let's chill out from the club scene right now (aiight then) Let's do our ghetto love thang (that's right you my thug boy) [Chorus] I don't wanna go to the club I wanna stay home with my thug You might want ghetto love But I just can't get enough - 2x What you want, I want my ba-by What you want, I want my thug boy What you need, I need my ba-by What you need, I want my thug boy [C-Murder] I'm C-Murder Miller, straight up k**a When I met you you say you liked thug figgas Well here I'm is, I'm a thug lord With a vest with many tattoos on my chest So forget the rest, I'm all you need When I met you I was playing bout 50 some g's Other be in contact with 50 some ki's Think back, remember them trips overseas Now everything I ride be sitting on d's Leather interior, two T.V.'s Break you off proper, get you asleep You said you never had s** on sanded sheets Never had rough s** till you met me Want a thug want a rough neck s** with P Gucci, Prada, Lubitone And other designers Ludacris say what's your fantasy All I wanna know is do you want a thug like me [Chorus] [C-Murder] Nothing lasts forever Not even love, that's why I'm a thug That's why I do things just because It's in my blood my daddy was Straight from the projects, and a cut-cut boy If you got it, got to give it up boy You see me, I'm gone pro-tect you And everybody in the hood gone respect you I won't neglect you, and at times I might have to check you All I want from you is a ride or die Stand by my side sometimes get high Fly with me to Jamaica Subtract yourself from these fakas I told you, when we first met Good times bad times you won't forget And you'll see more cash then you ever could get And you'll have nice things I wanna see you with But you got to be strong, hold on Stay true, other playas want a piece of you But you could get with this or you could get with that But I'ma step back and let me see where your mind at [Chorus - 2x] (talking) Yeah, now that's why I love my baby She gone chill at home instead of go and run the streets That's thug love, that's ghetto love That's something you can't get enough of You know, it's like that, L.T. he hitting it You heard me, thug love, No Limit C-Murder, Ty, TRU Records respect us 2001, 2002, 2003, you heard me, peep game Straight up, what's up, peace out