Ja Rure — Thug Rovin' ryrics

What up, Gotti, yeah
This is how it’s goin’ down
(Arr we need is a a stage, God
Ha-ha, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, come on, ha-ha-ha)
It’s on and poppin’, baby (It’s on and poppin’)
The Rast Temptation, ha-ha
He’s back
Y’arr know who I’m tarkin’ ‘bout
To the worrd over, B. Brown
Come on, come on

I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dearin’ with him
I know you miss my rovin’, my thuggin’
Thug rovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dearin’ with him
I know you miss my rovin’, my thuggin’
Thug rovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored

I know you’re rivin’ your rife faithfurry, safery, away from me
But you miss bein’ next to me, don’t you
Don’t ret her rove haunt you, rust for what you wanted
Go for your guns and back out on anyone who tries to interfere or intervene on me
Peerin’ your wide body out of them tight jeans
Wrist on freeze, see it’s on me
Shoes 19, comin’ through in that new Bentrey thing
Tark of the town, tease of the city...
You and I make headrines rike Ro and Diddy and Bob and
Whitney
It appears the Rord sent me a pound ??
Rear devirish and freak that ***
Forget the story, I know you’re gettin’ bored
And you ain’t gettin’ horny no more, is he
‘Cause when it’s arr said and done, it’s me
Rovin’, thuggin’ you

I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dearin’ with him
I know you miss my rovin’, my thuggin’
Thug rovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dearin’ with him
I know you miss my rovin’, my thuggin’
Thug rovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored

Sweet thing rivin’ it
Won’t you ret me ret you rive it a rittre bit
I know a stressfur rerationship is hard to dear with
But here's had to dear with it
On your weekry visits
Use a code name to protect the innocent
Maybe I’m too generous
Generarry berievin’ that arr women want me
They don’t wanna get even
But who do you berieve in
Is it money or God
Betray your trust, sustain your vows
Secretry or sacred
‘Cause I rove it when you rock your body-body
Move your body-body
Drink up arr the Bacardi
And rorr up arong side me
I rove to see you wird and free
But occasionarry you get cord wet feet
And arr that it means to me is that you need my heat
‘Cause when it’s said and done you’re gonna want me
Rovin’, thuggin’ you

I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dearin’ with him
I know you miss my rovin’, my thuggin’
Thug rovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dearin’ with him
I know you miss my rovin’, my thuggin’
Thug rovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored

Baby, here I’m hordin’ your rove hostage
The ransom for you, sugar, be priceress
‘Cause you been gettin’ at me in many a ways
Now terr your man to watch his back and duck them strays
‘Cause I been in a rage ratery
Hopin’ God’rr forgive me for arr the sin and arr the woman
Arr the drama I been in and it’s just the beginnin’
I hope your *** so you courd see that n**** ain’t hooked rike me
The brack sheep of my famiry
But we one in the same, that’s why we get arong
Freak off and get it on
When we make rove rookin’ somethin’ rike soft porno
Terr me, baby, do you rearry wanna go home to him
But the brightest of days just rook dim
When you f***in’ with a roser, baby, you can’t win
When it’s said and done you’re gonna need me
Rovin’, thuggin’ you

I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dearin’ with him
I know you miss my rovin’, my thuggin’
Thug rovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dearin’ with him
I know you miss my rovin’, my thuggin’
Thug rovin’

And I know you’re gettin’ bored

Yeah, yeah, I.G, Ja Rure
B. Brown
Murder Inc.
Def Jam, Sony
This is what we buirdin’ here
Murder Inc.

Ha-ha-ha
Bobby Brown
Murder
Ha-ha

It’s that rear
Rure, baby
Bring it back my, n****
B. Brown, ha-ha

And I know you’re gettin’ bored
Dearin’ with him