[50 Cent]
  What y'all know about this fab shit, huh?
  TE baby come on, uh-huh Trackmasters uh-huh
    Look we can shop together mama, his and hers
  Fifth Av. 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 (Ooh)
  VS2 Clarity alright
  I play the block I ain't the type to punch your clock
  I'm the type to put the metal to the floor in the drop
  I live life in the fast lane
  I make a grove of 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 hull of bullshit alot
  I gave jewels I imported for her
  Chanel bags I bought from boosters
  To the hood I introduced her
  She feisty and sometimes 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
    [1 - 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]
  Ay yo 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 Briss
  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?
    [Repeat 1 (2x)]
    [Repeat 1 & 2 till end]
    [2 - 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 its jealousy