Featured In

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Master P
Master P
Performer
Mo B. Dick
Mo B. Dick
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mia X
Mia X
Composer
Percy Miller
Percy Miller
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Craig B For Beats By The Pound
Craig B For Beats By The Pound
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Woke one morning
Tears in my eyes
The feds kicked in my door and caught me and my baby by surprise
We got pop, but they didn't find no dope
They said it was conspiracy just cause a hater said so
Now we might do time in the Penn
But the state don't 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
[Verse 2]
Thinkin' about you boy
Thinkin' about you girl
Do what you gotta to boy
Do what you gotta to
Thinkin' about you boy
Thinkin' about you girl
Thinkin' about you
I'm thinkin' about you
[Verse 3]
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 ****, still the same ****
Real thanks and little change ****
But um, I gotta do what I gotta
Even if it take us slangin' CD's and narcotics
I gotta little swear when the penitentiary cause on these streets
Are heaven or hell, now
Picture me balling
I love no limit like sex and don't plan on falling
[Verse 4]
I'm thinkin' about you girl
Thinkin' about you boy
So do what you gotta do girl
Do what you gotta do boy
I'm thinkin' about you
Thinkin' about you boy
I'm thinkin' about you
Thinkin' about you
[Verse 5]
Mother fucking right I'm a take it how it come like soldier
Through click through 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, platting 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 ya'll 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
[Verse 6]
Thinkin' about you boy
Thinkin' about you girl
Do what you gotta to boy
(I'm thinkin', I'm thinkin' about you)
Do what you gotta to
Thinkin' about you boy
Thinkin' about you girl
Thinkin' about you
I'm thinkin' about you
I'm thinkin' about you girl
Thinkin' about you boy
So do what you gotta do girl
Do what you gotta to boy
I'm thinkin' about you girl
Thinkin' about you boy
I'm thinkin' about you
Thinkin' about you
Thinkin' about you
Written by: Mia X, Percy Miller
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out