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In Love With a Thug

Yeah, this shit right here sound like a love song

(She was in love)

A gangsta love song, you feel me? Check it out

(She was in love, with a thug, in love)

(She was in love, with a thug, in love)Have you ever had a pretty, young saditty

Black female with chips from the city

Her momma got ends, and her daddy got ends

And she liked to give me ends when I'm out with my friendsGood girl, why do good girls like bad boys?

When I was a kid, growin' up, I never had toys

And I think that she can figure that shit out

Cause every time she came to pick a nigga up

Shit, she'd take a nigga outRoll around town, ask the pound, they know, look

Baby was my thang, nah, she was my low-low

Bought my first Rol-O, and then we took a photo together

Man I hope this thang last foreverWe've been together six months, and we ain't argued yet

She lovin' a nigga, steady buyin' me shit, and don't say shit

When I dip with my click and understand

When I'm down and out may need some help with some chipsHer mother approved of me, but her father he don't

He probably won't, shit Pops ain't no punk

Daddy's little girl be in a gangsta's world

Buyin' me houses, hoes and khaki blues, California curlsNo matter what her father say, baby gon' see me

It's like a jungle sometimes, that makes me Wonder like Stevie

Believe me, when I say that baby was in love with a thug

In love with a thug(She was in love, with a thug, in love)

Daddy, I'm in love with a gangsta

(She was in love, with a thug, in love)

Momma, I'm in love with a gangsta(She was in love, with a thug, in love)

Daddy, I'm in love with a gangsta

(She was in love, with a thug, in love)

Momma, I'm in love with a gangstaI'm caught up in the middle and I don't know what to do

I caught eight months in the joint, behind my crew

That I gotta do and I'ma miss you, Boo

But I'ma write you every night and call you on the phone tooWhatchu gon' do? You know I'm gon' stay true

But I'ma go ahead to college like my father want me to

Well um, off to my cell withcha body on my mind

And I'ma call you back tomorrow round the same timeI'm on the mainline, 9500 for short

On another phone line, holla 'n at my other hoe

This bitch ain't sayin', Shit, 'cause the bitch ain't shit

Old fat gold diggin' ass county check receivin', beotchI bail up in The Day Room and get in a scrap

Niggaz watchin' Soul Train and I wouldn't turn it back

Never caught slippin', always on strap

And now I'm back in the hole with no motherfuckin' get backSit back and contemplate, and think about baby

And hope she don't get caught up in the world that's so crazy

But while I'm up in Wayside, and she off in college

She gettin' a little mo' than a schoolgirl knowledge'Cause gangsta ass niggaz go to school nowadays

I tried to make you wait, but I can't change yo' ways

She fell in love with the local G

And now they both in the penitentiary, she didn't mention me(She was in love, with a thug, in love)

Daddy, I'm in love with a gangsta

(She was in love, with a thug, in love)

Momma, I'm in love with a gangsta(She was in love, with a thug, in love)

Daddy, I'm in love with a gangsta

(She was in love, with a thug, in love)

Momma, I'm in love with a gangsta(She was in love, with a thug, in love)

Daddy, I'm in love with a gangsta

(She was in love, with a thug, in love)

Momma, I'm in love with a gangsta(She was in love, with a thug, in love)

Daddy, I'm in love with a gangsta

(She was in love, with a thug, in love)

Momma, I'm in love with a gangsta

(She was in love, with a thug, in love)

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