(featuring Lil' Flip)
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[Chorus 2X: Female voice] (Paul Wall) + [Lil' Flip]
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I'm thinking of you
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I'm thinking of you
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I'm so confused
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Tell me what should I do
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(I got cars to bring) bring
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(money to take) take
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(charges to make) make
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[I just gotta get paid]
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[Verse 1: Lil' Flip]
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Your freinds say "I think he just wanna hit"
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I'm from the streets I think I really wanna brick
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I ain't gotta trick (why?)
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Cuz that's my nature (nature)
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If you got you a bad ho I ain't gon' hate cha (I luv ya)
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I'm bout my paper (paper)
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I'ma holla later (HOLLA!!!)
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Cuz when I pull up we in stretch navigators (ooohhh wwweee!!)
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The women runnin to the bar saying "buy me a drink" (ok)
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Hoes runnin to my car saying "buy me a mink" (hell naw)
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That's how it go when you ain't used to the finer thangs (finer thangs)
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What's next you want me to buy your ass some diamond rings (diamond rings)
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You want a wedding band (wedding band)
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I'm still a bacholor (bacholor)
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So if you got a bad broad i'll snatch heer
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I'm never tricking my dough (dough)
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I'm never lickin 'em low (low)
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I'm quick to let them know (know)
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That I'm gon' let them go (go)
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If they ain't got no dough (dough)
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You gotta have somethin (have somethin)
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You go to the mall make sure you grab somethin (grab somethin)
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You gotta shop for me (me)
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I can't shop for you (you)
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I'm on my grind everyday I can't stop for you (you)
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you you you you you you...but you know what..I'm still thinking of you
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2: Lil' Flip]
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Like Yogi bear you my boo
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I'm so hooked on you
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All you gotta do is call and I'm comin through
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Late night creepin' girl you know my style
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Tree in guts in the front you know my smile
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We used to go to school together but we didn't used to kick it
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Now we grew up I finally got them bitches
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We going on a date it ain't no walking in the park
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We can go and get a room because I got some weed to spark
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I'll tell you about me you tell me about you
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And if you play it right I might start calling you boo
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Just cook for a nigga, right a hook for a nigga
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And if I say the law is coming then look for a nigga
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So don't listen to your friends
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Cuz they see me in the Benz on 20 inch Lorenz
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And they wanna get in
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They just wanna take your man
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Cuz I got ice on my band
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But I'm sick of the bullshit
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I ain't playin'
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3: Lil' Flip]
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Now you got an attitude cuz I'm never at home
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Now I wonder why you never anwser your phone
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I put money down now I'm bout to cancel that home
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Cuz when I'm outta town you just wanna roam
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You dancin at clubs, dancin' with thugs
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You need to be out tryin' to find your man some dubs
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For the big ol' Lexus
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That I put in your name
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When you came to me
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You didn't have no game
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But I taught you the game
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I showed you the hustle
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I showed you the streets
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I showed you my muscle
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We been through the struggle
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The money went double
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And once you put it in the pot
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The coke will bubble
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If you get us in trouble
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I got your back
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Whether you right or wrong
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I'ma leave it at that
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Your my perfect match
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I love your hips
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I like your skin tone, I like your lips
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Whoo..
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[Chorus]
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Thinking Of You
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| Paul Wall |
