(feat. Charli Baltimore)

[Ja Rule - talking]
Ja Rule, Chuck B-more
Every thug needs a lady
And every thug needs a down ass bitch, huh, feel me
Every thug needs a lady
Baby I´m convinced, you my down ass bitch

[Chorus - Ja Rule]
Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)
If you´d lie for me, like you lovin me
Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)
If you´d die for me, like you cry for me
Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)
If you´d kill for me, like you comfort me
Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)
Girl I´m convinced, you´re my down ass bitch

[Ja Rule]
Uh
I know that you´re lovin me, ´cause you thug with me, who bust slugs for me?
My baby
Who gon´ kill for you, like I comfort you, who else but the Rule?
You feel me
Girl when we connect the dots we hit the spot
Twin Benz´s, you ride hard, I ride drop
And to make it better, baby got the nina´ Beretta tucked low
And I´m two cars back with the four-four
And it freaks you out, on your momma´s couch, that´s what us thugs be ´bout
You know me
And when I pray for love, baby pray for us, who celebrates the thugs?
My lady
Got me seekin capital game when I spit sixteen
Whether bars or sixteens in the doors of cars
A star is born
In the hood, made a name live on, R-U-L-E, ladies, feel me

[Chorus]

[Charli Baltimore]
Now I´m show you blood or love, there´s no belly you bounce from
Blow sellin, dough amounts to no tellin
There´ll be no tellin, snitches get it back
Those gats to your backs for my boy
What part of the game is that, huh?
Niggas and they feelings ´cause I handle your dealings, keep your name in tact
My fame´s in tact so cops won´t know what it´s hittin for
Now hoes wanna know what you shittin for
´Cause I´m your bitch, the Bonnie to your Clyde
It´s mental, mash your enemies, we out in the rental
I´m your bitch, niggas run up on ya, shift ya lungs, who´s your organ donor?
What they know about, extreme meausures I´m a ride with you
And my baby three-eighty at my side
And we lock the town, I´m as down as any thug
My love, they gotta take us in blood, what

[Chorus]

[Ja Rule]
You could die from love, at any given time I could die from slugs
But that´s what this life is capable of
The death and the life of a bitch and a thug, is what I´m scared of
But God up in Heaven who ain´t afraid to, tuck the toast in the Escalade
Pop on niggas that showin me shade, but only for the Rule ´cause that´s my baby
Got me a down ass bitch with red hair, that don´t care
Blazed by the shots and flares
Girl c´mon, follow me, and bust back at police, conceal ya heat
It´s a bit much to blaze up, Rule and Chuck, N-I-G, the Murderous, I-N-C
With one on the hip, one in the holster, nigga will toast ya quick
Especially a down ass bitch

[Chorus]

[Ja Rule]
Thug on, ´cause you my down ass bitch
Thug on, ladies
Thug on, ´cause you my down ass bitch
Thug on, baby
Thug on, ´cause you my down ass bitch
Thug on, ladies
Thug on, ´cause you my down ass bitch
Thug on, baby

[Chorus 2x]

Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)