Boosie Badazz - My Life lyrics

[Boosie Badazz - My Life lyrics]

Thug in my Life

Attention ladies I'm tired of playin
Why the fuck you tryin fuck when
You know you gotta man
Wonder if my girl like that thank about it
That's what got me packin and I'm out it
Let's go

She keep on askin me bout hoes everyday
But, I'm comin home to you so
Fuck what these hoes say but it's time to go
So now I'm searchin at the club
Hopein I can find somebody just
Like me a straight thug
With a heart of a winner who
Fix me breakfast for dinner
Who won't fuss when I get home
Just let go up in her
That's what I'm lookin for
A girl who far from a rookie bra
But she gotta be raw so all
My haters could look at her
So thru the door came this
Click of lil cuties
And I was hopein one of them would
Like to get with lil boosie
So I picked the rawest one out the click
Grabbed her by her shoulder uh
And told her this

I need a thug in my life
And you ain't gotta be my wife
Just hold me down when it's tight
And we gone ride on first class
And you ain't gotta be afraid
Anything you want you ask

Now on the first day she told me
That we could only be friends
Say she was hurt once before by
This lil nigga with ends
Ran into me bout her problems as
She lay on the pillow
Told me how her momma died and
How her pops was a killer
Told me how she lost her virgin
To this nigga who lied
Broke her heart told her he loved
Her just to get up inside
That's when we went on a ride to New Orleans
I made her smile the whole time
I laced a bottle with wine and told
Her this is how it should be
And asked her can have her
Heart she said could be
I told her bout my lifetime that's
When she started to cry
Told me she coulnd't believe that
I was walkin the life
I told all I want from her is her heart
Don't worry bout the sex we can
Do that when you want start
She ain't want to go home so
I let her stay with me
And whispered in her ear right
Before she lay to sleep

I need a thug in my life
And you ain't gotta be my wife
Just hold me down when it's tight
And we gone ride on first class
And you ain't gotta be afraid
Anything you want you ask

As time went on we got on (we got on)
Now three months later we majoring back
And forth to Las Vegas
Smokin on Garcia Vega and my hoes mad
I told them get they shit together
Now they see all leather
On my wrist is the better
See my bitch bout whatever
And she was taught by Torrance Hatchett so
She was taught by the devil
Wasn't no thug when I met her but
I seen it up in her
And she love my thug pleasures so
I got me a winner
Breakfast or dinner she happy for
A thug on time
And when we fuckin she be screamin
Like I'm touchin her spine
I know I'm touchin her mind cause
She ain't never had a thug
Who fucked in a suit over the city in a tub
And money don't change her
She stay the same thru thick and thin
Kept her pussy in her draws when
I went off to the pen
That's why she drive my benz
She more than a friend
She the one who took the charge
When the door got kicked in ya heard me

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