Master P

Master P - Thinkin' Bout U lyrics

rate me

(feat. 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

Bitches can't break me the feds 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, flow 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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