It was a low key sat the summer of 03
Me & my chikas chillin feelin fly in my fav jeans
When the chevy rolled up bouncin 4 vatoz deep
He was trynna get at me
In no time I was all weak in luv…
Boy u neva actin rt
But u got me actin like
And all my real homegrls 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
But if ne1 disrespects me u’ll bring out da hood
But itz all this bk and forth with u
Twisted up in court
Alwayz say u gettin rt BUT
U jus can’t leave dat life alone
All my mijas bang on me but they don’t understand
“LaLa we ain’t seein u u always with your man… “
They say he ain’t no good 4 me
Is this really where I wanna b
“So y’s he in yo life”
I dunno but he works it rt!