"Sprung On A Thug"

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
& all my real homegrls dont 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 im 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 im 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 wit u
twisted up in court
alwayz say u gettin rt BUT
u jus can’t leave dat life alone