Thug In Ya Life

altДлина трека: 03:03
altРелиз: Problem Child 3
Длина трека03:03
Размер4,2 МБ
На сайте с10 ноября 2026
Скачали41
ФорматMP3 · 192 кбит/с

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Трек «Thug In Ya Life» исполняет Dee Watkins, продолжительность композиции — 3 минуты 3 секунды. В формате MP3 (192 кбит/с) это примерно 4,2 МБ — скачивается за пару секунд. Трек добавлен в каталог 10 ноября 2026 и уже набрал 41 скачивание. Похожую музыку ищите в разделе «Зарубежная музыка» (5 496 песен). Трек можно включить в плеере на странице, а mp3 — сохранить на телефон или компьютер, без регистрации.

Текст песни «Thug In Ya Life»

Stop playin' with my motherfuckin' time
What you talkin' 'bout?
I call your phone, you answer, don't
Decline my phone call, that's really
Well, I'm in the studio
Okay, what it got to do with you sayin'?
Ayy, you trippin' though
Ayy, I'm finna record right quick, I'ma call you right back
You talk, you gon' call back, 'cause I know you not gon' call back
Ayy, I'ma call back

Fuck you better than your nigga, girl, I know I do
It's like every time we fuck, I bring that ho out you
And I know that it's some things I don't know 'bout you
And you say I act insane, girl, I know I do
But give me more, I need some more
And take your feelings, girl, and leave 'em at the door
Say throw it back, throw it back
I know it's good girl, but please don't get attached, no

Ayy, you the one that I be thinkin' 'bout
You put your hair up in a bun and bring that demon out
You keep that pussy nice and clean when I eat you out
And we done did a lot of things I can't speak about
And that nigga ain't fuckin' you right, no
Baby girl, you need a thug in your life, woah
But girl, I ain't the one, I hope you understand that

And I ain't never hard to find, I'm where them bands at

All that ass, you can't even fit them jeans on
And girl, I ain't the type of nigga you should bring home
I know it's hard 'cause I'm that nigga you can't leave 'lone
I wanna rap, but I can't seem to leave the streets 'lone

Fuck you better than your nigga, girl, I know I do
It's like every time we fuck, I bring that ho out you
And I know that it's some things I don't know 'bout you
And you say I act insane, girl, I know I do
But give me more, I need some more
And take your feelings, girl, and leave 'em at the door
Say throw it back, throw it back
I know it's good girl, but please don't get attached, no

Ridin' with this thirty on my left side
On the road to riches in the Redeye
I be mad, but I be tryna keep my head high
I was posted on the block when it was bedtime

She just want a thug with her nigga, yeah
Say she wanna take some drugs with a nigga, what I said
Girl, you know that I ain't perfect, I be tryna do my best
Every time I put that dick in you, you feel it in your chest, ayy

Ayy, and she know I'm a thug
She know I be gettin' in my feelings off them drugs, ayy
I be gettin' money, I ain't got no time to club
So if you don't see me out, you knew exactly what it was, ayy
That money comin' faster and faster
All my bitches gettin' badder and badder
I got these niggas gettin' madder and madder
Long as I'm gettin' to them racks, it don't matter, ayy

And she just want a thug with her nigga, ayy
Say she wanna do some drugs with a nigga, what I said
Girl, you know that I ain't perfect, I be tryna do my best
Should've signed a deal with Nike, I be gettin' to that

Huh, check, uh, uh, yeah, check, uh
Check, uh, check, that's a check
That's a motherfuckin' check
That's a motherfuckin' check
Uh, ayy
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