Remy Ma - Thug Love lyrics

(feat. Big Pun) [Intro] Let me make love, love to you Let me thrill you with my song Let me replace the love and the faith... [CHORUS:] [Big Pun] Could it be your falling in love With a thug right now, Could it be your falling in love With a thug's life style Could it be your falling in love Right now, Right now, Right Nooooow [Remy] Could it be, it can't be hun I'm calling ya bluff I must be high off this weed 'cause I ain't falling in love All that I ever dreamed off was f**ing a thug So I could bust a few sluggs and sell a little d** Be up in the Benz chilling rolling ya blunts Have the Spanish mommies illing 'cause I'm sitting in front And n***as on the block sick like what chu doing wit that spic Ya'll know Puetro Ricans and Blacks make the cutest kids Ya hair, my eyes, ya nose, and my lips If it's a boy I hope that God bless him with his daddy's dick sh** to tell the truth with you I know I'm safe And another n***a fronting and get blown in his face And I like that You give me love and I give it right back But when you flip don't you think I ain't gon' fight back Hun you got dough, and you know I got a nice stack So when you mad, go ahead take ya ice back I just throw on some lipstick and the Stylistics "Break-up to Make-up" And you know I hook a steak up Take you breakfast in bed, n***a soon as you wake up Get my j**els back and take another trip to see Jacob Loving the way I do this for you And every kiss that I blew Poppy Chew was a kiss for you Stayed true, Faithful, you can never say I played you, 'cause you ma boo and I can never say I hate you... [CHORUS:] [Big Pun] Could it be your falling in love With a thug right now, Could it be your falling in love With a thug's life style Could it be your falling in love Right now, Right now, Right Nooooow [Big Pun] I swept you offa ya feet, you was just walking crossing the street And you was talking to me or was it my boys in the jeep Either or she said she loved the way I play ball Go after the bigger n***as even though there was nice and tall Shootin' dice in the hall inside of my doorway checking my drawers Up North style right next to ma boys, just the little things would impress her alot Like when I let her sit in the lex tryna guess where its at God blessed her with a**, she had the perfect mix, she was Morena with an Indian twist She had the cinnamon lips the edge was rimmy and crisp I thought she was Dominican the way she was swinging them hips I never had a clue that she wanna ride for me, But I'm like Darnell shorty had eyes for me Its a quarter pa**ed one but thats another song, what was wrong? What took so long to put a brotha on, It wasn't long before we start bumping and Grindin' Crushing her spine and had her soundin' like Busta was rhyming Bustin' her hymen the sight of s** she start busting out cryin' Her bus went by and she was ready up in there rydin' Cussin' and wildin' in the back on the porch Whose p**y is this? [Remy] Come on daddy its yours... [echoing] its your, its your [CHORUS:] [Big Pun] Could it be your falling in love With a thug right now, Could it be your falling in love With a thug's life style Could it be your falling in love Right now, Right now, Right Nooooow