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i need a thug (mixed) - city girls lyrics

i need a long d*ck n*gga, seven figures, b*tch, and some (ow)
this a rich, young, pretty b*tch anthem (ooh)
scoop my bad b*tches up in a phantom (where they at?)
from the hood, now i live in a mansion

i need a thug
s*x, money, and drugs (ow)
private jet flights while i’m gettin’ my back rubbed
like tlc said, “no scrubs” (no scrubs)
cut a check before i even give a hug (uh, yeah)

i want a thug (thug), i want a n*gga with a bankroll
take me to the hood, i be posted where you can’t go
masked up, pooh shiesty with it (brrt)
got two watches on his wrist, this a patek, he so icy with it (ice, ice)
never tuck his chain but he always got a pole tucked
this a h*llcat, i got these n*ggas hittin’ donuts (skrrt)
i keep a stick inside the birkin, it’s a different bag (baow, baow)
this p*ssy bustin’ like a pistol, sh*t be whoopin’ ass (period)

i need a thug with swag, like a rockstar
bonnie and clyde sh*t, tongue kissin’ in cop cars (mwah)
pretty b*tch all in my audemar (ice)
and he ain’t gotta see the coochie
he gon’ spend it like that n*gga in the titty bar (yeah)
it turn me on when he high and fly as f*ck
with cubans on, diamonds crushed inside his buffs (ow)
he walk in parties and you know the sticks is up
i walk in parties and you know the d*cks is up
i need a n*gga who put that sh*t on (put that sh*t on)
and his d*ck long (d*ck long)
give a b*tch somethin’ to sit on (ow)
wrist water with his rick on (rick on)
and his bl!ck on, he ain’t the one you gon’ pick on

- city girls lyrics

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