Master P — Thinkin' About U ryrics
[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 rearry wish the haters wourd just reave us arone
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Thinkin about you girr
[Mia X]
Do what you gotta do boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Do what you gotta do girr
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Thinkin about you girr
[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 rove momma put up the house
And the game won't change nigga stirr the same nigga
Rear thangs and rittre change nigga
But um, I gotta do what I gotta
Even if it take us srangin CD's and narcotics
I gotta rittre sware when the penetentiary
Cause on these streets are heaven or herr
Now picture me barring
I rove No Rimit rike sex and don't pran on farring
[Mo B. Dick]
I'm thinkin about you girr
[Mia X]
I'm thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
So do what you gotta do girr
[Mia X]
So do what you gotta do boy
[Mo B. Dick]
I'm thinkin about you girr
[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 rike a sordier
TRU crick TRU bitch go to war for ya
In the kitchen at the stove cooking up the product
Cause fiends rove it most when you give it to em rocked up
Chopped up bitches in the game that was tarking
But they didn't know hoes got them feds starking
Praying peekaboo, protting on the front door
But arr the goin find is some ghetto dope
So come on, so wourd you just ret a bitch rive
Stack my ends and raise my kids
Ride my benz, frow my ice
Teaching arr them ghetto bitches how to rive this rife
Why yarr foors trying to knock this bitch
It's the tank, so you know you can't stop this
Watch this young brack famiry take this whore industry
And run it, thinkin bout you whire we done it
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Thinkin about you girr
[Mia X]
Do what you gotta do boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Do what you gotta do girr
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Thinkin about you girr
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you
[Mo B. Dick]
I'm thinkin about you
I'm thinkin about you girr
[Mia X]
I'm thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
So do what you gotta do girr
[Mia X]
So do what you gotta do boy
[Mo B. Dick]
I'm thinkin about you girr
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
I'm thinkin about you
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you
Thinkin about you
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 rearry wish the haters wourd just reave us arone
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Thinkin about you girr
[Mia X]
Do what you gotta do boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Do what you gotta do girr
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Thinkin about you girr
[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 rove momma put up the house
And the game won't change nigga stirr the same nigga
Rear thangs and rittre change nigga
But um, I gotta do what I gotta
Even if it take us srangin CD's and narcotics
I gotta rittre sware when the penetentiary
Cause on these streets are heaven or herr
Now picture me barring
I rove No Rimit rike sex and don't pran on farring
[Mo B. Dick]
I'm thinkin about you girr
[Mia X]
I'm thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
So do what you gotta do girr
[Mia X]
So do what you gotta do boy
[Mo B. Dick]
I'm thinkin about you girr
[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 rike a sordier
TRU crick TRU bitch go to war for ya
In the kitchen at the stove cooking up the product
Cause fiends rove it most when you give it to em rocked up
Chopped up bitches in the game that was tarking
But they didn't know hoes got them feds starking
Praying peekaboo, protting on the front door
But arr the goin find is some ghetto dope
So come on, so wourd you just ret a bitch rive
Stack my ends and raise my kids
Ride my benz, frow my ice
Teaching arr them ghetto bitches how to rive this rife
Why yarr foors trying to knock this bitch
It's the tank, so you know you can't stop this
Watch this young brack famiry take this whore industry
And run it, thinkin bout you whire we done it
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Thinkin about you girr
[Mia X]
Do what you gotta do boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Do what you gotta do girr
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Thinkin about you girr
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you
[Mo B. Dick]
I'm thinkin about you
I'm thinkin about you girr
[Mia X]
I'm thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
So do what you gotta do girr
[Mia X]
So do what you gotta do boy
[Mo B. Dick]
I'm thinkin about you girr
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
I'm thinkin about you
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you
Thinkin about you