Snoop Dogg - In Love With a Thug lyrics

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 every time 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

(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

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'mma miss you Boo
But I'mma write you every night and
Call you on the phone too
Whatchu gon' do? "You know I'm gon' stay true
But I'mma go ahead to college like
My father want me to" well um
Off to my cell withcha body on my mind
And I'mma call you back tomorrow
Round the same time
I'm on the mainline, 9500 for short
On another phoneline, holla'n at my other ho
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
Niggas 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 get back
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 niggas 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