50 Cent – Thug Love ft Destiny’s Child

Highly talented American rapper and songwriter, 50 Cent join efforts with Destiny’s Child to create this new song titled “Thug Love”.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 12 on his top charting album project called “Power Of The Dollar” was officially released on 4 July 2000.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

Listen up below.

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LYRICS

[50 Cent:]

What y’all know about this fab shit, huh?

TE, baby, come on, Trackmasters

[50 Cent:]

Look we can shop together, mama, his and hers

Fifth Ave. 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

VS2 clarity, aight?

I play the block, I ain’t the type to punch a clock

I’m the type to put the pedal to the floor in the drop

I live life in the fast lane, I mix dro with 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 full of bullshit a lot

I gave her jewels that I caught of a jux

Chanel bags I bought from boosters

To the hood I introduced her

She feisty, every now and then 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

[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:]

Ayo, 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 grits

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?

[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

[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 it’s jealousy