Thinkin Bout U

Master P

Composição de: Master P/Mia X
Featuring Mia X Mo B. Dick] 
[Mia X] 
Woke one morning tears in my eyes 
The feds kicked in the door and caught me and my baby by surprise 
He got high but they didn't find no dope 
They said it was conspericy just cause a hater said so 
Now we might do time in the penn 
But the state dont have a case without witnesses and no evidence 
So I guess once again that it's on 
But I really wish the haters would just leave us alone 
[Mia X] 
Thinkin about you boy 
[Mo B. Dick] 
Thinkin about you girl 
[Mia X] 
Do what you gotta do boy 
[Mo B. Dick] 
Do what you gotta do girl 
[Mia X] 
Thinkin about you boy 
[Mo B. Dick] 
Thinkin about you girl 
[Mia X] 
Thinkin about you 
[Mo B. Dick] 
I'm thinkin about you 
[Master P] 
My enemies hate me money can't make me 
Girls can't break me the devil can't take me 
Give me four or five months and I'm out 
It must be love momma put up the house 
And the game won't change nigga still the same nigga 
Real thangs and little change nigga 
But um, I gotta do what I gotta 
Even if it take us slangin CD's and narcotics 
I gotta little sware when the penetentiary 
cause on these streets are heaven or hell 
Now picture me balling 
I love No Limit like sex and don't plan on falling 
[Mo B. Dick] 
I'm thinkin about you girl 
[Mia X] 
I'm thinkin about you boy 
[Mo B. Dick] 
So do what you gotta do girl 
[Mia X] 
So do what you gotta do boy 
[Mo B. Dick] 
I'm thinkin about you girl 
[Mia X] 
Thinkin about you boy 
[Mo B. Dick] 
I'm thinkin about you 
[Mia X] 
Thinkin about you 
[Mia X] 
Motherfucking right I'm a take it how it come like a soldier 
TRU click TRU bitch go to war for ya 
In the kitchen at the stove cooking up the product 
Cause fiends love it most when you give it to em rocked up 
Chopped up bitches in the game that was talking 
But they didn't know hoes got them feds stalking 
Playing peekaboo, plotting on the front door 
But all the goin find is some ghetto dope 
So come on, so would you just let a bitch live 
Stack my ends and raise my kids 
Ride my benz, floss my ice 
Teaching all them ghetto bitches how to live this life 
Why yall fools trying to knock this bitch 
It's the tank, so you know you can't stop this 
Watch this young black family take this whole industry 
And run it, thinkin bout you while we done it 
[Mia X] 
Thinkin about you boy 
[Mo B. Dick] 
Thinkin about you girl 
[Mia X] 
Do what you gotta do boy 
[Mo B. Dick] 
Do what you gotta do girl 
[Mia X] 
Thinkin about you boy 
[Mo B. Dick] 
Thinkin about you girl 
[Mia X] 
Thinkin about you 
[Mo B. Dick] 
I'm thinkin about you 
I'm thinkin about you girl 
[Mia X] 
I'm thinkin about you boy 
[Mo B. Dick] 
So do what you gotta do girl 
[Mia X] 
So do what you gotta do boy 
[Mo B. Dick] 
I'm thinkin about you girl 
[Mia X] 
Thinkin about you boy 
[Mo B. Dick] 
I'm thinkin about you 
[Mia X] 
Thinkin about you 
Thinkin about you
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