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Central Cee - Thug Affection Lyrics

(Hoppin' out my whip and I'm parked up)

[Chorus]
I know they wanna do me like Rico
But I can't get done like Mitch did
Me and them boys ain't nuttin alike
The cloth l'm cut from's different
She think l'm a G and I don't need love
But I need me some thug affection
Where I'm from, it's dead or in jail
Or mentally ill from a drug addiction

[Verse 1]
She said I don't show no emotion
But she tell that a man been stressin’
I don't have no one to talk to
I vent in my studio session
I wanna go round dere and find man now
But I don't wanna block my blessings
I told them already to keep it brief
I don't think they got the message
Back then it was foot patrol
Now it’s SDR's, imma lеave with smoke
5.0 litre еngine, lick down pedestrians
I had a 1.2 litre golf
I had a 1.4 litre astra
Back when I had a few fiends in O
Feds on bro
Just in case they bugged his phone
We speak in -
What’s with all of the up bro?
This ain't what I signed up for
So busy watching the back door
That I nearly forgot bout the front door
Tax invasion, I need me a bank that's offshore
My darg fresh home from the kennel
But he ain't got no lock jaw
[Chorus]
I know they wanna do me like Rico
But I can't get done like Mitch did
Me and them boys ain't nuttin alike
The cloth l'm cut from's different
She think l'm a G and I don't need love
But I need me some thug affection
Where I'm from, it's dead or in jail
Or mentally ill from a drug addiction
I know they wanna do me like Rico
But I can't get done like Mitch did
Me and them boys ain't nuttin alike
The cloth l'm cut from's different
She think l'm a G and I don't need love
But I need me some thug affection
Where I'm from, it's dead or in jail
Or mentally ill from a drug addiction

[Verse 2]
I tried tell them back then bout the dream
But they didn't see my vision
Switchin
They say I'm not missing
I got aimbot, bro I got precision
As long as the ting don't jam it's def
I'm feeling like Russell Simmons
How can you stop what's written?
My diamonds dance
And your diamonds got no rhythm
Nah, I’m making it out god willing
They're talking shit and it makes me sick
I'm sick and they gave me symptoms
As a pickney I didn't have Disney Channel
Back then all I had was Simpsons
It's an invasion
I took over United Kingdom (Uh)
I took over the rap game
Same way bro took over Swindon (Uh)
We don't do 1v1
Put down your fists, we don't do no Wing Chun
I'm fuckin a shorty raw
She telling me that she in love
But she wouldn't let me come in
If I never had no in-come
[Chorus]
I know they wanna do me like Rico
But I can't get done like Mitch did
Me and them boys ain't nuttin alike
The cloth l'm cut from's different
She think l'm a G and I don't need love
But I need me some thug affection
Where I'm from, it's dead or in jail
Or mentally ill from a drug addiction