Does she look at you the way I do? Try to understand the words you say And the way you move? Does she get the same big rush When you go in for a hug and your cheeks brush? Tell me, am I crazy? Or is this more than a crush? We'd be glowing. You got me

Shawty wanna' thug, bottles in the club Shawty wanna' hump, you know I'd like to touch ya lovely lady lumps C-Call me, s-so I can get it juicy for ya Call me, so I can make it juicy for ya C-Call me, s-so I can make it juicy for ya Ow, uh huh no homo

Hug me (bring it in) I think they wanna take a picture Would ya loosen up? Would ya Hug me? (bring it in) Oh would ya, would ya Why do you insist on trying to give me away When they were too good and you wanted to shake them, who came? I was your dirty

To hold you down Mississippi, come back to me Oh, Mississippi January came and took my heart away February felt the same March, my hugs became hold ons April, I huffed like porridge on the boil Morning May, I'm downwind from your shampoo Ichi, ni, san,

What's your position? Trying to come at me sideways But they ass backwards, jealousy, that's all that is I see that shit a mile away, but its all gravy One little glitch and your plan getting hit baby I got enough for you butt niggas laying in the cut

If I can't have you The way you hug me The way you squeeze me The way you kiss me I just don't I don't want nobody Oh, I can't love nobody Unless I'm loving you I can't talk to nobody

Somebody roll another I'm getting high on some ignorant shit Always stuck in a mindset of delinquents Take it or leave it or fuck it I don't give a damn if you like or not

Give me some of your Thug Passion, baby I heard it's the bomb And you got it going on You got me dripping wet From the way you make me sweat Aight, new drink One part Alizé, one part Cristal Thug's Passion, baby

I wanna be the reason you smile Yeah, this something special ya know, something epic Lloyd Banks, you know Cause a nigga thugging don't mean he don't Don't wanna see you smile baby After you wipe away your tears and dry your eyes I'm getting the feeling

I keep drinkin' malted milk, tryin' to drive my blues away Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushin' to my head Baby, fix me one more drink, and hug your daddy one more time Baby, you just as welcome to my lovin' as the flowers is in May And I have a funny,