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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 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 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] 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 love momma put up the house And the game won't change nigga still the same nigga Little Fame and little change nigga But um, I gotta do what I gotta Even if it take us slangin CD's and narcotics I gotta little square when the penetentiary Cause on these streets are heaven or hell Now picture me balling I love No Limit like sex and don't plan on falling [Mo B. Dick] I'm thinkin about you girl [Mia X] I'm 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] I'm thinkin about you girl [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 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 didn't 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 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 [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] I'm thinkin about you I'm thinkin about you girl [Mia X] I'm 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] I'm thinkin about you girl [Mia X] Thinkin about you boy [Mo B. Dick] I'm thinkin about you [Mia X] Thinkin about you Thinkin about you
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