T.H.U.G. (Trade) - Todrick Hall

Yo, yo, yo

I used to fucks with them Ken doll types, mwah

Them femme doll types

I had to switch up the hems I like, switch

Get a cap with the brims I like

He got that whip with the rims I like

Get that good right swipe

Tyga to Khloe and Kims all like

Kims all like yep, yeah, yeah, yeah

I’m looking for a gangsta who keep a pretty stack (ka-ching)

Now he ain’t moving, but he packin' in the front and back

His name ain’t Kenny G, but he blow it like a sax

Saggin', he swaggin', yeah, he a snack

Tough lovers (tough lovers)

Hood brothers (hood brothers)

Undercovers (undercovers)

He got guns like a motherfucker

Bang bang, pull that thang 'til he cash it

Classy in the streets but we ratchet

Gimme a, gimme a thug

I need a, I need a, I need a thug

Find me a, find me a, find me a thug

I want a, I want a, I want a thug

Gimme a, gimme a, gimme a heartbreaker with the taper fade

And he ain’t gotta be paid, but he gotta be trade

Yeah, I used to fall for them cute boy types

Them fruit boy types

I had enough of them prude boy types

Had to switch to them rude boy types

Walk and he talk like them dude boy types (swaggin')

Toppin' and screwed boy types

You he eat booty for food boy types

Food boy types yep, yeah, yeah, yeah

I’m lookin' for a gangsta who got that eggplant

He ain’t at Kinkos but he printing in them sweatpants (I see it)

When he do it like he do, he make that bed dance

Got a brotha doing head stands

Tough lovers (tough lovers)

Hood brothers (hood brothers)

Undercovers (undercovers)

He got guns like a motherfucker

Bang bang, pull that thang 'til he cash it

Classy in the streets but we ratchet

Gimme a, gimme a thug

I need a, I need a, I need a thug

Find me a, find me a, find me a thug

I want a, I want a, I want a thug

Gimme a, gimme a, gimme a heartbreaker with the taper fade

And he ain’t gotta be paid, but he gotta be trade

The way he lickin' them, lickin' them lips (he trade)

The way he thrustin' them, thrustin' them hips (he trade)

The way he lean back in the 'cedes

When he drivin' me he be drivin' me crazy (he trade)

The way he talk real deep when he want it (he trade)

The way he put it on me in the morning (he trade)

The way he callin' me up when he horny

These other brothers can’t do nothing for me

Tough lovers (tough lovers)

Hood brothers (hood brothers)

Undercovers (undercovers)

He got guns like a motherfucker

Bang bang, pull that thang 'til he cash it

Classy in the streets but we ratchet

Gimme a, gimme a thug

I need a, I need a, I need a thug

Find me a, find me a, find me a thug

I want a, I want a, I want a thug

Gimme a, gimme a, gimme a heartbreaker with the taper fade

And he ain’t gotta be paid, but he gotta be trade