In Love With A Thug Lyrics - Singles - Snoop Doggy Dogg

[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