50 Cent - Thug Love Featuring Destiny's Child Lyrics [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 every now and then 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