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Thinkin Bout U (Letra)

Master P

Master P

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[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
Real thangs 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 sware 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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Thinkin’ Bout U (Letra)

Dj Quik

Dj Quik

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(dj quik talking)

Ha ha nothin but the best,from the best
You feel me? hear me
This is dedicated to that special someone
You know who you are, and you never gave me a chance

I used to watch you walk to class,fine as can be
While i’m standing here with k.k. and d
And i did a liitle bit of everything just to get your attention
But i knew you had no eyes for me
I used to get up, sharpen my pencil for nothin
You watch me watch you rollin your eyes and you still was bumpin
So when test time came i was all in yours
With no bubbles on my papers just some low ass scores
I guess you can call it puppy love i was a scrub
Having fantasies of me and you up in my tub
Makin love in the soapy water,having my daughter
But i knew you liked them baller dudes and, i did’nt have a quarter
I admit on the rainy days it was sad
Cause it was’nt about who you was but what you had
Now i’m doing swell baby and you know it’s true
Back when you had a chance you should’ve let me breath on you

(chorus)

Sittin in my room thinkin bout you
Reminiscing on the kinky little things we did’nt do
I said i’m sitting in my room thinkin thinkin thinkin

I’m sittin in my room thinkin bout you
Reminiscing on the kinky little things we did’nt do
I said i’m sitting in my room thinkin thinkin thinkin

Now i called you on the telephone baby it’s david
The last you gave a chance is the first to save it
And i’m just tryin to hook us up for another session
Because i have’nt learned my lesson
Plus i got positions never ending
Now i’m descending down into your valley baby work your tendons
Doing what i do to make you do what you did
To make me come so hard that we almost had a kid
Platinum thats how i descibe your thigh
Tell me how come your so young doin shit that fly
You must have came from the school of hard knocks
Lickin on hard rocks and blowin off tube socks
Now whenever it’s time for fun
You got me blowin up your pager with 911’s ha
Now show me a little affection
But hurry up before i lose my erection

(chorus)

Because i’m siitin on my couch thinkin bout you
Reminiscin on the kinky little things we used to do
I said i’m sittin on my couch thinkin thinkin thinkin

I said i’m siitin on my couch thinkin bout you
Reminiscin on the kinky little things we used to do
I said i’m sittin on my couch thinkin thinkin thinkin
(check it out)

And now i’m sittin in my spa thinkin bout you
And you baby doll don’t even have a clue
I’m just sittin in my spa thinkin thinkin bout you

I said i’m sittin in my spa thinkin bout you
And i’m doin rather swell in ???? heaven yeah it’s true
I’m just sittin in my spa thinkin thinkin thinkin

And thats real good night baby