Thug Lovin' (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Bobby Brown)

What up, Gotti Yeah This is how it's goin down, nigga, Rule, baby All we need is a a stage, God, shit Ha-ha, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, come on, ha-ha-ha It's on and popping, baby Ooh The Last Temptation, ha-ha He's back WOOOOO Y'all know who I'm talking about ooh To the world over Oh, oh, B. Brown Chorus: Bobby Brown And I know you're getting bored Come on, come on Dealing with him Him I know you miss my loving, my thugging Thug loving And I know you're getting bored Dealing with him I know you miss my loving, my thugging Thug loving And I know you're getting bored, baby Verse 1: Ja Rule, Bobby Brown & Both I know you're living your life faithfully, safely, away from me Woo But you miss being next to me, don't you Don't let her love haunt you, lust for what you want Go for your guns and back out on anyone who tries to interfere Or intervene Of me peeling your wide body out of them tight jeans Wrist on freeze, see it's on me Shoes 19, coming through in that new Bentley thing GIRL The talk of the town, the tease of the city yeah You and I make headlines like Lo and Diddy or Bob and Whitney WHO I'm here 'cause the Lord sent me WHO, pound puss like a pugilist Grin real devilish and freak bad bitches oh-ohh Forget the story, I know you're getting bored And that nigga ain't getting you horny no more, is he 'Cause when it's all said and done, it's me Loving, thugging you, baby... Chorus: Bobby Brown And I know you're getting bored Dealing with him I know you miss my loving, my thugging Thug loving woo And I know you're getting bored Dealing with him I know you miss my loving, my thugging Thug loving And I know you're getting bored, baby Verse 2: Ja Rule, Bobby Brown & Both Sweet thing, living it Won't you let me let you live it a little bit I know a stressful relationship is hard to deal with But here's how to deal with it On your weekly visits Use a code name to protect the innocent ha Maybe I'm too generous Generally believing that all women want me They don't wanna get even girl, I know But who do you believe in Is it money or God Betrayal, trust, this thing of ours GIRL Should be secretly held sacred, 'cause I love it when you pop your body-body And move your body-body Drink up on the Bacardi and rub up alongside me I love to see you wild and free But occasionally you get cold wet feet And all that it means to me is you need my heat Ja 'Cause when it's said and done you're gonna want me Loving, thugging you, baby... Chorus: Bobby Brown Ja Rule And I know you're getting bored Dealing with him I know you miss my loving, my thugging Thug loving thug shit And I know you're getting bored know you're getting bored Dealing with him dealing with him I know you miss my loving, my thugging Thug loving And I know you're getting bored, baby Verse 3: Ja Rule, Bobby Brown & Both Rule, baby Baby girl, here I'm holding your love hostage The ransom for you, sugar, be priceless WOOOO 'Cause you been getting at me in many a ways Now tell your man to watch his back and duck from strays 'Cause I been in a rage GIRL lately yeah Hoping God'll forgive me for all the sin, all the women All the drama I been in and it's just the beginning WOOOO I hope you watch so you could see that nigga ain't built like me like me Black Sheep of the family But we one in the same, that's why we get along Freak off and get it on When we make love looking something like soft porn Now tell me, baby, do you really wanna go home to him Where the brightest of days just look dim And you fucking with a loser, baby, you can't win HA, HA When it's said and done you're gonna need me Loving, thugging you, baby... Chorus: Bobby Brown Ja Rule And I know you're getting bored Dealing with him I know you miss my loving, my thugging Rule, B. Brown Thug loving ha And I know you're getting bored know you're getting bored Dealing with him dealing with him I know you miss my loving, my thugging WOOO Thug loving And I know you're getting bored, baby Outro: Ja Rule Bobby Brown Yeah, yeah I.G., Ja Rule I know you miss my loving B. Brown, my, ha my nigga Chink Santana Murder Inc., niggas And I know you're getting bored Def Jam, Sony This is what we building here Classic shit Murder Inc. Nigga Ha-ha-ha, JA B. Brown, Murdddda, ha-ha It's that real shit The Rule, baby Bringing back my nigga B. Brown, ha-ha I know you're getting bored Dealing with him