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LIL WAYNE - Thinking Bout You Lyrics

(Intro)
Ah, ah, I was chillin’ on a set
With a fully automatic tech
Thinkin¬í ¬Ďbout you girl
I was, workin’ my jug girl
But I was still thinkin¬í ¬Ďbout you

(Verse)
Ah, bow wow -wow yippy yo yippy ya
Can't trust these dog ass hoes today
I say bow wow -wow yippy yo yippy ya
Can't trust these dog ass hoes today
But I got one I really fuck with
She make my heart skip a beat
She dropped the drum stick
Sometimes we fuck forever, sometimes we cum quick
I eat that pussy cuz it's sweet as sweet as one six
Sixteen bullets in a clip I'm loadin’ one clip
Shoot a nigga sixteen times ¬Ďtil I'm convinced
I got strawberry cocaine it's sweet as fun dip
You know I keep some nose candy for my young bitch
I love my young bitch
Cuz she don't get me drama, you don't want no drama
My goons wait for you to snap like some photo bombers
Yea we leave a nigga flat we leave on horizontal
And then my lawyer tell you I don't own that mornin’ hours

(Chorus x 2 )
Chillin’ on a set
With a fully automatic tech
Thinkin¬í ¬Ďbout you girl
I was, workin’ my jug girl
But I was still thinkin¬í ¬Ďbout you

(Verse)
It go U N L V
It go, it go U N L V
It go U N L V, U N LV
Uptown nigga livin’ violent, do I smell beef?
I was chillin¬í on a corner ¬Ďbout to get fucked up
My nigga T got a forty and he brought 2 cups
That nigga Mack was chillin’ po’ was home talkin’ on a phone
Lord it's been such a good year we need some Armor roll
That nigga Hood he on a set he got his hoodie on
Euro's the future, fuck your future , like I'm readin’ palms
Wayne Chong chunky eyes like I'm from Vietnam
Got my bitch with chunky eyes like that bitch Nia Long
Lord I know I do my thing can’t let my thing do me
Lord I know I ain’t a saint still rep that fleur-de-lis
Lord just keep Lil Regina away from birds and bees
Let her be strong as the woman that gave birth to me
Fuck your degrees this murder in the first degree
I got that tack under my arm like right guard, sure, degree
Lord sometimes I just be so gone I be like earth and me
I burn some weed, I burp some lean, I serve a field while I was here

(Chorus x 2)
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