Neema - Thinking Bout You lyrics
rate mefeat. Mistah F.A.B., Glasses Malone & Latin Rose
Are you thinking of me?
Do you dream about me at night?
Fantasize about me?
Walk in the club with her but thinking about you
‘Cause you think about me
Dream about me
Fantasize about me
Walk in the club with her but thinking about you
Baby doll, can we get it started?
Let me at it to survive, some shots, shots
Do you never get it popping?
Ain’t nobody hotter but we walk in the club
Tied by my hip, money team
Pockets snugs, I’m on the rebound, … love
Mammy telling me to hit it but I ain’t tripping
I got a little bit of interest but I ain’t switching
Sometimes my mind be drifting like what if we did it?
And then she says ‘baby but what if I say but we did it’
And now you’re tripping ‘cause I’m over here with someone different
Really what’s the difference? If you had me
But you sneaking and creeping and thinking about him
Yeah, baby, that’s your fantasy
When she ask me if I dream about her I say ‘what you think?’
Are you thinking of me?
Do you dream about me at night?
Fantasize about me?
Walk in the club with her but thinking about you
‘Cause you think about me
Dream about me
Fantasize about me
Walk in the club with her but thinking about you
I pulled up with a super band
Red carpet, V.I.P. , no way, had ‘em mad
I had a table stuck with seven bottles
Fireworks was brought up, broke the bottles, out with seven models
The red bow with the chatted thighs caught my eye
I said hi she said hi
Looking at the chick I’m with, in my mind I said bye
I came back to reality and she was giving me the evil eye
Why do we always gotta be like that?
See somebody that you want when you see something that you have
Damn, all day I’mma be dreaming ‘bout you
I can’t lie, baby, I’m gonna be thinking ‘bout you
Are you thinking of me?
Do you dream about me at night?
Fantasize about me?
Walk in the club with her but thinking about you
‘Cause you think about me
Dream about me
Fantasize about me
Walk in the club with her but thinking about you
Hot girl with me, girls think she dance
Little bit of titties, whole lot a bit of ass
And that’s how I like ‘em, with the cold bottle body
Looking like a fucking model stepping out that Maserati
We rocking on the couch like I don’t see a bitch badder
Till I seen a bitch badder she was thinking ass fatter
A young Halley Berry, I could barely look away
Rewind my player game, now I’m set to push play
I start to push away, I forgot about Stacy
Stacy looking like ‘this nigga trying to replace me’
And Holly looking like ‘I hope this motherfucker chase me’
Way bottom is dead, like fucking hate me baby
Are you thinking of me?
Do you dream about me at night?
Fantasize about me?
Walk in the club with her but thinking about you
‘Cause you think about me
Dream about me
Fantasize about me
Walk in the club with her but thinking about you
