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Master P - Thinkin Bout U
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[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 didnt 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 its 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] Im thinkin about you [master p] My enemies hate me money cant make me Bitches cant break me the feds cant take me Give me four or five months and Im out It must be love momma put up the house And the game wont 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 cds 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 dont plan on falling [mo b. dick] Im thinkin about you girl [mia x] Im 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] Im thinkin about you girl [mia x] Thinkin about you boy [mo b. dick] Im thinkin about you [mia x] Thinkin about you [mia x] Motherfucking right Im 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 didnt 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 Its the tank, so you know you cant 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] Im thinkin about you Im thinkin about you girl [mia x] Im 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] Im thinkin about you girl [mia x] Thinkin about you boy [mo b. dick] Im thinkin about you [mia x] Thinkin about you Thinkin about you
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