Mark David Gerson Follow

Let me show you all the things that this girl can do
Your World I wanna rock, wanna love you 'til I drop
I'm a thug like Pac, when you touch my soft spot

Straight from the heart, no one break us apart
You been a good man to me, show me love from the start
I know you get mad every now and then
Last week I hit a curb, and messed up your rim

But my Baby don't trip, get the twenty, we dip
Now we're back in the whip, where we sip and flip
Can you take it how I give it? Last more than a minute?
Let's hit my homie's crib, with the elevator in it

Laid up in the bed, or maybe the sauna
In the kitchen, or the den, or the pack of your Impala
Ain't nothin' new, we still doin' our thang
Candlelight dinners while I'm sippin' champagne

Let me be your thug 'cause every 24-7
I'm the one you're thinkin' of
Let me be your thug 'cause every 24-7
I'm the one you're thinkin' of

See I'm out on my grind, with my bourgeois mind
Flippin' candy toys while my steering wheel shine
Matchin' twenty inches, gold pump on my switches
Leather all my couches, Tommy Hil on my stitches

Lemme show you my World, lemme be your thug girl
We can do things with whipped cream and strawberry swirl
I be your only referral, laid it down with no curls
Don't worry about them other fellas all on my pearl

They just close to me, tryin' to get in my P-con
My feelings are for you and that ain't nothin' to sleep on
Jump out of limousines that got, five screens
On D's, with two margarita machines

Picked up by five oh, cruise the blue while I flow
If you ever go broke, we can live off my flow
These pigeons wanna block, wanna take what I got?
But they just can't stop 'cause I'm solid as a rock

Let me be your thug 'cause every 24-7
I'm the one you're thinkin' of

You want me to be your thug
And I really want to show you love
You want me to be your thug
And I really want to show you love

Behind a good woman, a real man stands
Takin' trips to Cancun, tans to white sands
Pit bulls on leashes, with platinum pieces
My only [unverified] with tight creases

Tattoo on his chest, gold T I caress
I be the only pimp stress, never settle for less
Brickettes and byzantine, it was all a dream
As you unbutton my jeans, to see, my G-string

I know your homeboys get jealous and hate
'Cause they ain't had a date since 1988
Ridin' off in the sunset, doin' things we ain't done yet
While jammin' your Keith Sweat and sippin' on Moet

Let me be your thug 'cause every 24-7
I'm the one you're thinkin' of

You want me to be your thug
And I really want to show you love

Let me show you all the things that this girl can do
Your World I wanna rock, wanna love you 'til I drop