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2002 - Rap
# Debut Chart
8 Mar '02 R&B
21 Apr '02 Hot 100

Lyrics

(Ja Rule - talking) Ja Rule, Chuck B-more Every thug needs a lady And every thug needs a down ass bitch, huh, feel me Every thug needs a lady Baby I`m convinced, you my down ass bitch (Chorus - Ja Rule) Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah) If you`d lie for me, like you lovin me Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah) If you`d die for me, like you cry for me Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah) If you`d kill for me, like you comfort me Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah) Girl I`m convinced, you`re my down ass bitch (Ja Rule) Uh I know that you`re lovin me, `cause you thug with me, who bust slugs for me? My baby Who gon` kill for you, like I comfort you, who else but the Rule? You feel me Girl when we connect the dots we hit the spot Twin Benz`s, you ride hard, I ride drop And to make it better, baby got the nina` Beretta tucked low And I`m two cars back with the four-four And it freaks you out, on your momma`s couch, that`s what us thugs be `bout You know me And when I pray for love, baby pray for us, who celebrates the thugs? My lady Got me seekin capital game when I spit sixteen Whether bars or sixteens in the doors of cars A star is born In the hood, made a name live on, R-U-L-E, ladies, feel me


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(Chorus) (Charli Baltimore) Now I`m show you blood or love, there`s no belly you bounce from Blow sellin, dough amounts to no tellin There`ll be no tellin, snitches get it back Those gats to your backs for my boy What part of the game is that, huh? Niggas and they feelings `cause I handle your dealings, keep your name in tact My fame`s in tact so cops won`t know what it`s hittin for Now hoes wanna know what you shittin for `Cause I`m your bitch, the Bonnie to your Clyde It`s mental, mash your enemies, we out in the rental I`m your bitch, niggas run up on ya, shift ya lungs, who`s your organ donor? What they know about, extreme meausures I`m a ride with you And my baby three-eighty at my side And we lock the town, I`m as down as any thug My love, they gotta take us in blood, what (Chorus) (Ja Rule) You could die from love, at any given time I could die from slugs But that`s what this life is capable of The death and the life of a bitch and a thug, is what I`m scared of But God up in Heaven who ain`t afraid to, tuck the toast in the Escalade Pop on niggas that showin me shade, but only for the Rule `cause that`s my baby Got me a down ass bitch with red hair, that don`t care Blazed by the shots and flares Girl c`mon, follow me, and bust back at police, conceal ya heat It`s a bit much to blaze up, Rule and Chuck, N-I-G, the Murderous, I-N-C With one on the hip, one in the holster, nigga will toast ya quick Especially a down ass bitch (Chorus) (Ja Rule) Thug on, `cause you my down ass bitch Thug on, ladies Thug on, `cause you my down ass bitch Thug on, baby Thug on, `cause you my down ass bitch Thug on, ladies Thug on, `cause you my down ass bitch Thug on, baby (Chorus) 2x Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)

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