Artist: La the Darkman f/ Willie the Kid
Album:  The Notorious L.A.D.
Song:   You Thinking Bout Me
Typed by: pneumatic

[Chorus: Unknown Singer]
You, (You) Thinkin bout me, (Thinkin bout me)
Suckin on you, (Suckin on you) You suckin on me
(Can you do that for me baby)
Me, (Ohhh) Thinkin bout you, (Thinkin bout you)
Cummin on me, (Cummin alright babe) Me cummin on you. (Come on girl yeah)

[La the Darkman]
I get a bitch I got a bitch, Lick her like a lot of bitch
Aint a better hotter bitch, Dolce & Gabbana bitch
Suck me in the sauna bitch, Back seat of the Honda bitch
Goose and cranberry, Hit this marijuana bitch
Blow the smoke on my dick, Real gangsta bitch shit
When I'm home you happy, When I'm gone you get sick
I don't trick shit, I never worry about it
Talkin bout that cash, Baby you know I got it
I call a hoe a Holly, I call a ten a ten
I'm past bein your boy, I'm your male friend
I'm your best friend, Call your best friend
Now we can monage over and over again

[Chorus]

[Willie the Kid]
Yeah, I hate to put it frank, But let me get some pussy girl
Come by the crib I can buzz you by the gate
It's a quarter past eight, And if you aint ate we can make a dinner date
But I aint worried bout no food, I'm so in the mood
See them C cups protrude, Poor some patrons or perhaps some grey goose
Now that's so fat, I'm when hung like a noose
I'll hit you in the shower soakin wet no towel
What you mean oww, Gotta take it like a pro
It hurts so good girl you already know
French manicure, Got the pedicured toes
Have you cross eyed, I'll put this dick on your nose
Haha, Yeah

[Chorus]