[Jim Jones talking]
Hello, oh' whats up baby
Ain't doing nothing im on my way home right now
What?!? Im in tha studio
Yo i gotta get ready and go home man
[Woman Singing]
I'm in love...With a thug
I'm in love...With a GanGsta, Yeh
[Jim Jones]
Now my wife she won't stop blowin' my phone up
Every Bitch conversation they keep throwin' tha Jones up..(They Lien)
It makes it hard im tryna show her Iv grown up
But deep down inside she know i will never give them ho's up
She talk marriage but ya boy froze up, cold feet
Man she know im in love wit' these cold streets
So im flowin' threw tha night, just left my bitch house
Im going home to my wife, as i live this double life
[Woman singing]
I'm in love....With a thug
I'm in love.....With a GanGsta, Yeh [X2]
[Jim Jones]
It started as a crush for years wishin' i could fuck her
Next thing i got caught up, she had me trippin' like a mushroom
Shit became fucked up cause we both became love-struck
I be out commitin' crimes, she be still up on my mind
Now im tryna shake it off, she still drippin' through tha brain
You know i fean for her like a hit of that Cocain
She say my thug is like drugs and she need her a rehab
And she strung out over love when she see me see relapse
Hello, oh' whats up baby
Ain't doing nothing im on my way home right now
What?!? Im in tha studio
Yo i gotta get ready and go home man
[Woman Singing]
I'm in love...With a thug
I'm in love...With a GanGsta, Yeh
[Jim Jones]
Now my wife she won't stop blowin' my phone up
Every Bitch conversation they keep throwin' tha Jones up..(They Lien)
It makes it hard im tryna show her Iv grown up
But deep down inside she know i will never give them ho's up
She talk marriage but ya boy froze up, cold feet
Man she know im in love wit' these cold streets
So im flowin' threw tha night, just left my bitch house
Im going home to my wife, as i live this double life
[Woman singing]
I'm in love....With a thug
I'm in love.....With a GanGsta, Yeh [X2]
[Jim Jones]
It started as a crush for years wishin' i could fuck her
Next thing i got caught up, she had me trippin' like a mushroom
Shit became fucked up cause we both became love-struck
I be out commitin' crimes, she be still up on my mind
Now im tryna shake it off, she still drippin' through tha brain
You know i fean for her like a hit of that Cocain
She say my thug is like drugs and she need her a rehab
And she strung out over love when she see me see relapse
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