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PERFORMING ARTISTS
50 Cent
50 Cent
Vocals
Christopher Grayson
Christopher Grayson
Keyboards
Governor
Governor
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Curtis James Jackson
Curtis James Jackson
Songwriter
Christopher Grayson
Christopher Grayson
Songwriter
Dayna Stinson
Dayna Stinson
Songwriter
Kateeb Muhammad
Kateeb Muhammad
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dana Stinson
Dana Stinson
Producer
Kyeme Miller
Kyeme Miller
Recording Engineer
Steve Baughman
Steve Baughman
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(D-d-do, do, do, do you think about me?)
(Do, do, do you think about me?)
(Do, do, do you think, do, do, do you think about me?)
(Do, do, do you think, do, do, do you think about me?)
(D-d-do, do, do, do you think about me?)
[Verse 2]
Uh, yeah
You think about money when you think about me, huh?
That's why my ex is my ex, you don't wanna be her
She used to have the Beemer, now she on sneaker
I had her eatin' lobster, now she eatin' pizza
I think about Easter when I think about Kesha
Shorty stay fly, that's why I keep her
Brown liquor, reefer, brown Mona Lisa
She good if I leave her, she got her own Visa
Think about them when you think about frontin'
Think about stuntin' when you think about me
I'm the boss, Bentley or the Porsche
Overseas, see Jet Ski slide across
I love the way you dress, now take it off
Put your legs high on my shoulders, of course
I'm racin' through your mind, but you already lost
I'm at the finish line, and you're a friend of mine, come on, let's rock
[Verse 3]
Just a little bit every now and then
Goddamn, girl, we used to be friends
Just a little bit, just a little bit
Just a little bit, just a little bit
[Verse 4]
I think like a hustler, I'm thinkin' 'bout a shipment
She thinkin' I'm her hustler, she thinkin' 'bout commitment
It's like Paul McCartney's stuck in my head
He fell in love with a bitch, she walked away on one leg
She ain't even have to run to get away with the bread
That's some fucked up shit, think about that kid
I'm thinkin', "What this bitch thinkin' when she take me to court?"
I pay my child support, what the fuck she want?
This relationship shit is too much for me
I wanna fuck, be friends, and live comfortably
She wanna shine and blow minds on shoppin' sprees
She should have what she want, just not from me
I'm thinkin' 'bout my future, she part of my past
She don't care about me, she just want some cash
I'm thinkin', "Damn, girl, we used to be friends
How'd this shit become all about ends?"
[Verse 5]
Just a little bit every now and then
Goddamn, girl, we used to be friends
Just a little bit, just a little bit
Just a little bit, just a little bit
[Verse 6]
Do you think about me? (Oh, hey, love, do you think about me?)
I know you think about me
(You got to remember all the good times we had)
Just a little bit, just a little bit
Just a little bit, just a little bit
Just a little bit, just a little bit
Just a little bit, just a little bit (Ooh)
[Verse 7]
Do you think about me?
(I remember when you told me) I know you think about me
(That I'd always be special to you, darlin')
(You were so special to me)
(Do you think about me?)
Written by: Curtis James Jackson, Dana Stinson, Governor Washington, Kateeb M. Muhammad, Otis Christopher Ii Grayson
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