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Trippie Redd - Thinking Bout You Lyrics
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I love you
('Til death do us part) I could probably have all of the women in the world
I promise I don't want no other girl
All I want is you

I been thinkin' 'bout you, hm
I been thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you, uh, yeah (yeah)

Baby, you my one and only, shit, don't forget that (one and only)
If you got my lovin', baby, shit, represent that (baby)
If I got your heart, baby, come on and present that
Sex on a jet, baby, know you never did that, slatt (yeah)
So slithery, bitch, ya dig that? (Slatt)
Flexin' on the extras, baby, like I got a six-pack (yeah)
Stole my heart, baby, I ain't gon' lie, you did that
Stole my heart and put it in a safe and fenced that
Put it in a secret location, can't get that
And the whole thing surrounded by a maze with big cash
With my dogs like 101 Dalmatians, so get back
Me and my bitch, made it out the trenches, countin' these big racks (racks)
We took risks doin' this shit and that's big facts
And you held it down, you did that

I been thinkin' 'bout you, hm
I been thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you, uh, yeah

Bae, you in this 'til you die, you a rider
Baby, I'm a lion, you a tiger
We should make some ligers
I can take you places you desire
Fendi, Louis, Prada, her attire
She live for designer
I'm the type of nigga she aspire
F*cked a bitch last night and got inspired, as if I wouldn't pry her
Bitch niggas be singin' like a damn choir
I be out the way, gettin' higher and higher
Seat back on recliner
Money team, lil' baby, you could be hired
At the top, lil' baby, helpin' up climbers
I could tell she a grinder
No love for these fake hoes, they some liars
Mind games with these bitches that I admire
I been thinkin' 'bout you, oh

I been thinkin' 'bout you, hm
I been thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you, uh, yeah

I could probably have all of the women in the world
I promise I don't want no other girl
All I want is you
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I love you
('Til death do us part) I could probably have all of the women in the world
I promise I don't want no other girl
All I want is you

I been thinkin' 'bout you, hm
I been thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you, uh, yeah (yeah)

Baby, you my one and only, shit, don't forget that (one and only)
If you got my lovin', baby, shit, represent that (baby)
If I got your heart, baby, come on and present that
Sex on a jet, baby, know you never did that, slatt (yeah)
So slithery, bitch, ya dig that? (Slatt)
Flexin' on the extras, baby, like I got a six-pack (yeah)
Stole my heart, baby, I ain't gon' lie, you did that
Stole my heart and put it in a safe and fenced that
Put it in a secret location, can't get that
And the whole thing surrounded by a maze with big cash
With my dogs like 101 Dalmatians, so get back
Me and my bitch, made it out the trenches, countin' these big racks (racks)
We took risks doin' this shit and that's big facts
And you held it down, you did that

I been thinkin' 'bout you, hm
I been thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you, uh, yeah

Bae, you in this 'til you die, you a rider
Baby, I'm a lion, you a tiger
We should make some ligers
I can take you places you desire
Fendi, Louis, Prada, her attire
She live for designer
I'm the type of nigga she aspire
F*cked a bitch last night and got inspired, as if I wouldn't pry her
Bitch niggas be singin' like a damn choir
I be out the way, gettin' higher and higher
Seat back on recliner
Money team, lil' baby, you could be hired
At the top, lil' baby, helpin' up climbers
I could tell she a grinder
No love for these fake hoes, they some liars
Mind games with these bitches that I admire
I been thinkin' 'bout you, oh

I been thinkin' 'bout you, hm
I been thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you
I was thinkin' 'bout you, uh, yeah

I could probably have all of the women in the world
I promise I don't want no other girl
All I want is you
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Writer: Michael Lamar II White, Igor Mamet
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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