Nle Choppa

THUG IT OUT - Instrumental

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THUG IT OUT - Instrumental Song Lyrics
Nigga worked so hard to get you, just to fumble you
How you let that lame shit humble you?
Confused 'cause now you don't know what you wanna do
Or what they want from you
And you just want trips, dick and money
They tell you that you changed, but you ain't changed nothin'
You need you hair did, nails did and some money
They tell you that you changed, but you ain't changed nothin'

I fuck you like a gangster
Put my hands around your throat (put my hands around your throat)
We started on the balcony and ended on a boat (and ended on a boat)
I know these hoes gettin' passed around like a remote (like a remote)
You know I can't be your nigga, but I'ma keep you close

You just gon' have to thug it out
When I can't be with you, gotta thug it out
Textin' me, "I miss you", baby, thug it out
Don't be askin' me 'bout bitches, who I be with in these pictures
I ain't got no business with you, baby, thug it out (thug it out)
When I can't be with you, baby, thug it out
Textin' me, "I miss you", baby, thug it out
Askin' me 'bout bitches, who I be with in these pictures
Thug it out, woah, woah

Swappin' spit while you takin' it, do it like I miss you (like I miss you)
Eye-to-eye contact, slow strokin' you and then I kiss you (then I kiss you)
While I think about her, I'ma leave you then try to forget you (then try to forget you)
In too deep, just like when I'm in you, wanna stay in you

But that's just the way it go, make you nut then hit the road
I can't take you to these shows
Different cities, different hoes that I know
Came on me but you came up short, sorry, shawty (sorry, shawty)
I can't settle down 'til I'm 'bout fifty or forty (forty)
Be my friend, freak, wanna fuck me? Baby, just call me (just call me)

Keepin' it real, more pimpin' with women than you stallin' (than you stallin')
Tryna locate my heart, she askin' me, "Where your feelings at?"
'Cause mine been in my stomach, this a lot for me to digest
I responded to my chest, I choose myself, you knockin' at it
No response back

You just gon' have to thug it out
When I can't be with you, gotta thug it out
Textin' me, "I miss you", baby, thug it out
Don't be askin' me 'bout bitches, who I be with in these pictures
I ain't got no business with you, baby, thug it out (thug it out)
When I can't be with you, baby, thug it out
Textin' me, "I miss you", baby, thug it out
Askin' me 'bout bitches, who I be with in these pictures
Thug it out, woah, woah

I fuck you like a gangster, put my hands around your throat (put my hands around your throat)
We started on the balcony then finished on a boat (then finished on a boat)
I know these hoes gettin' passed around like a remote (like a remote)
You know I can't be your nigga, but I'm still gon' keep you close (still gon' keep you close)
Fuck you like a gangster, put my hands around your throat
Started on the balcony then finished on a boat
I know these hoes gettin' passed around like a remote
Thug it out (thug it out)

Text won't go green on you, on my dawg
One phone ring, pick up soon as you call
Contact never read in my call log
Where you at? Message, "I'm en route"
Pull up fast, Lamb' truck pipe exhaust
When I pull up, tell you to come out
Back to my house, you know what I'm about

You just gon' have to thug it out
When I can't be with you, gotta thug it out
Textin' me, "I miss you", baby, thug it out
Don't be askin' me 'bout bitches, who I be with in these pictures
I ain't got no business with you, baby, thug it out (thug it out)
When I can't be with you, baby, thug it out
Textin' me, "I miss you", baby, thug it out
Askin' me 'bout bitches, who I be with in these pictures
Thug it out, woah, woah

Text won't go green on you, on my dawg
One phone ring, pick up soon as you call
Contact never read in my call log
Where you at? Message, "I'm en route"
Pull up fast, Lamb' truck pipe exhaust
When I pull up, tell you to come out
Back to my house, you know what I'm about

You just gon' have to thug it out
You gotta thug it out
Baby, thug it out
Askin' me 'bout bitches, who I be with in these pictures
Thug it out, woah, woah
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