In Love With A Thug Lyrics

In Love With A Thug

[Snoop Dogg]
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!)

Yeah gangsta
uh huh!
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 friends
Good girl - why do good girls like
bad boys? (I don't know)
When I was a kid, growin up, I never had
toys
And I think that she can figure that shit out (why?)
Cause everytime
she came to pick a nigga up
Shit, she'd take a nigga out
Roll 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 forever
We 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 chips
Her 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 houseshoes and khaki blues, California
curls
No 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

Chorus: repeat
2X

(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

[Snoop Dogg]
Mm.. I'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 too
Whatchu 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
time
I'm on the mainline, 9500 for short
On another phoneline, holla'n at
my other hoe
This bitch ain't sayin SHIT, cause the bitch ain't SHIT
Old
fat golddiggin-ass county check receivin BEOTCH
I bail up in the Day Room
and get in a scrap
Niggaz watchin Soul Train and I wouldn't turn it back
(man fuck y'all)
Never caught slippin, always on strap
And now I'm back
in the hole with no motherfuckin getback
Sit 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 penetentiary, she didn't
mention me

Chorus 2X