Lyrics Wit the D - Pop-A-Lot

I think she fell in love wit the D
I think she fell in love wit the D
I think she fell in love wit the D
I think she fell in Love wit, Love Wit it

I think she fell in love wit the D
I think she fell in love wit the D
I think she fell in love wit the D
I think she fell in Love wit, Love Wit it

I think she fell in Love Wit The D
Met her in Cali looking for a plug for the weed

Thinking to myself like what could it be
Next thing you know She flying me out for a couple of weeks
I was wanting to get money she was wanting to freak
In my mind I started wondering what she wanted from me
She was Tired of the suckas want to fuck with A G
She didn't like my attitude but she's in love with the D
I swear my momma use to tell me ain't no love in the streets
If I needed a ride she would give me the keys
Kind of like Halloween she would trick for a treat
The whole time I thought the chick at a tricks up her sleeve
Thinking imma brown nose I was like bitch please
I told her I'm a big dog I don't fuck with the fleas

Use to creep on the low thought the shit was discreet
But she was all in my shit when A nigga was sleep
Her homegirls in her ear yeah them bitches is week
She heard I was was cheating she was plugged in the street
She said that she loved me she ain't really wanna leave
Till I started treating her like a bitch up the street
Then she left and I missed her for weeks.
Got me bumpin slow jams with them shits on repeat

I think I fell in love with her, love with her

I think she fell in love wit the D
I think she fell in love wit the D
I think she fell in love wit the D
I think she fell in Love wit, Love Wit it