[50 Cent]       What y'all know about this fab shit, huh?       TE baby come on, uh-huh Trackmasters uh-huh          Look we can shop together mama, his and hers       Fifth Av. shit 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 alright       I play the block I ain't the type to punch your clock       I'm the type to put the metal to the floor in the drop       I live life in the fast lane       I make a grove of hash       Hustle hard for cash so I can spoil that ass       It's like she loves me, she loves me not       Cause her friends pump her head hull of bullshit a lot       I gave jewels I imported for her       Chanel bags I bought from boosters       To the hood I introduced her       She feisty and sometimes she wanna fight me       People saying if I get knocked she ain't gon write me       The sick part is all that bullshit excites me          1 - [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 thugged out no good baby          [50 Cent]       Ay yo I treat you like you need to be treated like you're special       Tie your hands to the bedpost when I caress you       When I met you it was Guess and Gap       Now it's Gucci and Prada       Took you from being a nine to being a dime       You complain that we don't spend time       When I'm OT on the grind going hard for mine       Yo when shorty say she hate me       You know she mean she love me       When she play me close at the bar       That mean she want some Bubbly       See my polying with another chick and shit get ugly       She wanna flip threaten to run keys across my whip       Try to burn a nigga with some Hominy Briss       That's how she on it       When I met her she was lowkey       Now she wanna OD       You know me I let her do her thing son       I say what I'm feeling       Niggas say that I'm illing       I sip Cristy so I'm pissy       Like a staircase in your building       What?          Repeat 1 (2x)          Repeat 1 & 2 till end          2 – [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