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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
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

Don t want you looking at the stars tonight
I just want your eyes on me
I wanna be the only thing on your mind
I ll be all you need

Don t want you talking on the phone, don t go out
I just want you here with...

healing is difficult
often results in psychosomatic
i admit to enjoying drugs
they get rid of tension, boredom and static
hate those adverse side effects
forcing the people who love me to scatter
excuse me for being such a hypocrite
the way i see it really doesn t matter

why do you cock your head to the side...

You burden me with your questions
You d have me tell no lies
You re always asking what it s all about
Now listen to my replies
You say to me I don t talk enough
But when I do I m a fool

Secrets

The children say run away
On the streets no one plays
Going down to the bargain basement
See what you find if you have the patience
Down so low your nerves were raw
You find them all beneath the floor
Pass it by friends...

Chug-a-lug

[Pastor Troy talking]
Pastor, disaster
I m just laying down my bass shit
You know my bass my bass one
Y all God damn (well UN-huh nigga)
Crank that bitch off the chain
Yeah, ya ll niggas know what time it is
PT in the house (nigga)
A yo and this is for everybody bustin bottles
Give me...