Sprung On A Thug
It was a low key saturday the summer of 03
Me & my chicas chillin feelin fly in my favorite jeans
When the chevy rolled up bouncin 4 vatoz deep
He was trynna get at me
In no time I was all weak in love...
Boy you neva actin right
But you got me actin like
& all my real homegurls don't know y and neither do I...
Could it be the way... He touch me
How he hold me
Why he got me doin all these things
Guess I'm sprung on this thug
And I don't know y
He's hustlin
He's ridin
He's out there doin all these things
But I'm sprung on this thug
And I don't y
Sometimes it can b crazy sumtimes it feelz so good
And if anyone disrespects me u'll bring out da hood
But itz all this back and forth wit you
Twisted up in court
Alwayz say you gettin right but
You jus can't leave dat life alone
Repeat [Hook:]
All my mijas bang on me but they don't understand
"LaLa we ain't seein u u always wit ur man..."
They say he aint no good 4 me
Is this really where I wanna b
"So y's he in yo life"
I don't know but he works it right!