Gerald Levert

Gerald Levert - Thinkin' Bout It Remix lyrics

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[Rah Digga (Gerald Levert)]
 Uh  Rah Digga y'all
 Blaq Rain y'all (ooh  yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah)
 Yea yea  lettin' it be known (oh well  well  well  well  well)
 I ain't tryin' to do the commitment thing
 Know what I'm sayin'  this is my story (I gotta let you know  babe)

 Now  we been dealin' quite some time
 Hooked up wit' you while I was still in my prime
 Wanted to tell ya, face to face
 But you heard it on the streets, so I plead my case
 It's the 90's, what you expect
 Nothin' wrong with a little bit of casual sex, hun
 I'm jus' livin', I bear no bringin'
 Never really was tryin' to do the wifey thing, wha

 [Gerald Levert - Verse One]
 Girl I been waiting on this day
 Bet you thought you'd never hear me say
 You been creepin' around all over town
 Been layin' it down, been messin' around
 What goes around always comes around
 Baby girl thought we was down
 Girl I hope you change your freaky ways
 Cuz I really wanna stay
 Tell me is it fair since I been there
 And that I should share your underwear
 Do you really think he cares?

 [CHORUS]
 All this time
 I've been sleeping with you
 You've been sleeping with me
 And you been strokin' him
 And lovin' him and kissin' him
 And huggin' him
 Oh why, you been creepin' with him
 He's been sexing your friend
 And I got you thinkin' 'bout it
 Thinkin' about it, thinking about it, thinking about it

 [Gerald Levert - Verse Two]
 Girl I think that I should let you know
 That I'm gonna have to up and go
 If you keep givin' it up and cutting up


 And act too fast giving up the ass
 I love you but I had enough
 Do it again, it's gon' be your last
 I can forgive but won't forget
 The things you did you'll soon regret
 Ever dissin' me cuz this could be
 The end of we, can't you see?
 Girl, you're hurting me

 [Repeat CHORUS x2]

 [Gerald Levert - Bridge]
 For the life of me
 I just can't conceive
 Why I just can't leave while you do this to me baby
 I feel like a fool
 But what can I do
 You're love's got me weak, babe
 Why must I endure your constant greed
 Your endless need to be so damn freaky
 Now I'll understand
 Cuz it once was me
 Guess payback's a mother, baby
 Oh why, why, why, why, why, why
 Tell me why, why are you so freaky
 Tell me why you're so freaky, oh

 [Repeat CHORUS]

 [Rah Digga]
 Let me put it like this
 Between you and him, the dude aint got no wins
 But I' the type girl come straight from home
 Couldn't be no surprise cuz I let it be known
 Talkin' bout put it on ya, somebody should've warned ya
 Didn't mean to hurt your feelings
 Can't lie to ya, home boy, little boy appealing
 Sorry I betrayed your trust
 Somethin' bout shorty and his pelvic crust
 How he pull my hair, how he stroke when he bust
 Plus, he aint no joke wit' the orals
 Mine's, behind close doors, he know no immorals
 Don't sweat it boy, you're the bomb
 Givin' me easy access, like I'm CD-ROM
 What you want baby, you make it hot
 And honey over there, in case you missed a spot

 [Background vocalists]
 Th-thinkin' about it
 Th-thinkin' about it
 Thinkin' bout it
 Th-thinkin' about it
 (Repeat until fade
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Language: Norwegian

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