Thinking Bout You - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)

Uhh Uhh I was chilling on a set

With a fully automatic tec

Thinking 'bout you girl

I was working my jugg girl

But I was still thinking 'bout you

Uhh bow wow wow yippie yo yippie ya

Can't trust these dog a** hoes today

I say bow wow wow yippie yo yippie ya

Can't trust these dog a** hoes today

But I got one I really f**k with

She make my heart skip a beat

She dropped her drum stick

Sometimes we f**k forever

Sometimes I cum quick

I eat that p**sy

'Cause it's sweet as sweet as one six

Sixteen bullets in a clip

I'm loading one clip

Shoot a ni**a sixteen times

Until I'm convinced

I got strawberry coc*ine it's sweet as fun dip

You know I keep some nose candy

For my young b**ch

I love my young b**ch

'Cause she don't get me drama

You don't want no drama

My goons wait for you to snap

Like some photo bombers

Yeah we leave a ni**a flat

We leave 'em horizontal

And then my lawyer tell you

I don't own that morning hours

Chilling on a set

With a fully automatic tec

Thinking 'bout you girl

I was working my jugg girl

But I was still thinking 'bout you

Girl yeah

I was chilling on a set

With a fully automatic tec

Thinking 'bout you girl

I was working my jugg girl

But I was still thinking 'bout you

It go U N L V

It go it go U N L V

It go U N L V U N L V

Uptown ni**a living violent

Do I smell beef

I was chilling on a corner

'Bout to get f**ked up

My ni**a T got a 40 and he brought two cups

That ni**a Mack was chilling

Po was home talking on a phone

Lord it's been such a good year

We need some Armor All

That ni**a Hood

He on a set he got his hoodie on

Euro's the future f**k your future

Like I'm reading palms

Wayne Chong chinky eyes

Like I'm from Vietnam

Got my b**ch with chinky eyes

Like that b**ch 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 Reginae away

From birds and bees

Let her be strong as the woman

That gave birth to me

F**k your degree

This murder in the first degree

I got that tech under my arm

Like right guard sure degree

Lord sometimes I just be so gone

I be like earth to me

I burn some w**d I burp some lean

I serve a fiend while I was

Chilling on a set

With a fully automatic tec

I was thinking 'bout you girl

I was working my jugg girl

But I was still thinking 'bout you

Girl I was

Chilling on a set

With a fully automatic tec

Thinking 'bout you girl

I was working my jugg girl

But I was still thinking 'bout you girl

Girl

Thinking 'bout you girl

Working my jugg girl

Still thinking 'bout you

Girl

Chilling on a set

With a fully automatic tec

Thinking 'bout you girl

Working my jugg girl

I was still thinking 'bout you