Down Ass Chick Lyrics - Ja Rule

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] 

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 

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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 

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[Chorus] 

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] 

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 got a woman 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] 

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: x2] 

Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)