original thug jealous of a nigga 'cause I got these figures money don't mean A gotdamn thing we can go toe to toe blow for blow slug for slug a thug
[Layzie Bone] Yeah, Mo' Thug [Felecia] C'mon [Chorus] 2x [Felecia] (Layzie bone) All life long Can we be in this forever? All life long (Our love
say Mo, say Mo, say Mo. Krayzie and Felecia: We are (we are) Mo Thugs (Mo Thugs) mighty, mighty warrior (mighty, mighty warrior) Thug Queen:
head to toe Deep inside I go, baby scream fo' mo' We can play our way, at this game I'm a pro Let you run the show, a queen you will be Satin sheets,
And next it's gone be me flexing in a suburban or lexus But it seem like the bigger I be, mo' figures I see The mo' hating niggas try me Big baby trick
on my own ???? bak on the streets with no employment no doubt without no cheese up in my pocket tell me how can I have enjoyment throughout my life say mo
and white line All yo boys come from [unverified], watch me fall out blind And if you gone and you know it, fool press rewind Queen's Bridge bitch, Queen
be my queen She's the only one for me Yo, aiyo, Ebony complexion came in my direction Eyes made connection, body was perfection And got a smile that will light your life up She make a thug
Wanna be thugs, there's sugar in they tank Wanna be thugs, no cash in the bank Wanna be thugs, up North get raped Wanna be thugs, flashin jewels get ganked
tho' I'm missin' dough I gotta gather mo' Hell naw, dead blocks with red tops but now a nigga sell words For all my young thugs in jail in Jerz They
feet tonight 'Coz it's murda, murda, motherfucker Take it to the states, nigga BJ, IG, Joe Mo', [Incomprehensible] Murder Inc. shit, 118 shit Queens
(*humming*) [Chamillionaire] Now she's mo-ving through the club, in her gangsta strut Her weapon's loaded up, and now she's aiming to bust ow-ow So gangsta
your set, and take notes for my lesson Everywhere I go, I hear dumb ass questions Do you know Slim Thug, is he really a thug Is Ron C a DJ, or does that
finger at the next man get yo' cheddar Lifestyles of a thug ebonic definition dog nothin' but love But we gon' ride to 'til we can't ride no mo' Pop
at the next man get yo' cheddar Lifestyles of a thug ebonic definition dog nothin' but love but we gon' ride to 'til we can't ride no mo' Pop a bottle
Hickeys on the chest or the toss o' the hips I'm lost in the mix so I floss in the six Turnin' out them hits so I'm exhausted as [shit] Now baby it's the mo
Neptune's, tell me Ray J, where you at, come on I don't think ya'll ready for this one Queen Bee knock out collabo' If ya don't know, now ya know Workin