Lyrics D–Block Europe – Thug

I said «Tell me can a thug show his feelings?»
Knew that it was love from the beginning
Now my heart broke, it needs healing
Pouring lean up in my cup, it’s over-spilling

I’m mixing lean with the pills like a nigga wanna die young
I’d rather break your heart for you label me a liar
Make up sex, just fucked on the kitchen dryer
I don’t wanna see you cry girl, dry your eyes up
Ooh, she said «You lost me»
Ooh, when you double-cross me
She said «If we meet at another time on a different world in a different life
And you’re a different guy then we can do it proper»

I said «Tell me can a thug show his feelings?»
Knew that it was love from the beginning
Now my heart broke, it needs healing
Pouring lean up in my cup, it’s over-spilling
I said «Tell me can a thug show his feelings?»
Knew that it was love from the beginning
Now my heart broke, it needs healing
Pouring lean up in my cup, it’s over-spilling

Nigga wasn’t laying, now she’s scared to give her heart
I can’t show you bout my brain, I’ve got parts that’s really dark
Imma get you every single Louis bag if you can play your part
Get you every single Chanel kicks if you can play your part
I swear the last time we fucked it felt like the first time
I’m trying to eat the pussy in the morning before you work right
What do you prefer, the Rangey or the Merc sign?
But we’re sitting in red seats like red meat, I swerved mine

I said «Tell me can a thug show his feelings?»
Knew that it was love from the beginning

Tell me your problems girl I’ll listen
I’ve got codeine in my system
When I eat that pussy pay attention
Without your love there’s something missing
I can’t feel the same without my drugs
All these pills, all these
?
for fun
I know what’s up, I know it’s real
I fill my cup and all this shit above
All this codeine got me feeling numb
I’m way richer than your ex so tell your mates yeah
I’m in Amiri while my Fendi’s feeling bless yeah

I said «Tell me can a thug show his feelings?»
Knew that it was love from the beginning
Now my heart broke, it needs healing
Pouring lean up in my cup, it’s over-spilling
I said «Tell me can a thug show his feelings?»
Knew that it was love from the beginning
Now my heart broke, it needs healing
Pouring lean up in my cup, it’s over-spilling