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It was a low key saturday the summer of 03 Me & my chikas 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 luv... [hook:] Boy u neva actin right 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 be crazy sumtimes it feelz so good But if anyone disrespects me u'll bring out da hood But itz all this back and forth with u Twisted up in court Alwayz say u gettin right BUT U jus can't leave dat life alone [hook] 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 for me Is this really where I wanna be "So y's he in yo life" I dunno but he works it right! |