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T Fleek - Thought About You Lyrics



T Fleek - Thought About You Lyrics




I just hit and I thought about you
With that skin tight dress and the walk about you
We were up all night and we talked about you
Girl I swear nothings flawed about you

Girl I want you, girl I need
Opened up so you gon read
Girl I swear nothings flawed about you
I just hit and I thought about you

Got me like damn with that tan on yo top
Way you wear them track pants oh man when you walk
Got me saying chill fam I can't stand when you drop
I can't stand when drop

I know you ain't basic
You making a statement
Like why aren't you famous
You destined for greatness

I'm tryna be a part of that
Everytime I think about you got a heart attack

Run up the bands, cheque's in
I'll be yo man, best friend
Don't do the most, ending
Run to the coast, west end

Run up the bands, cheque's in
I'll be yo man, best friend
Don't do the most, ending
Run to the coast, west end

All means
Get it all means
Everybody want it swear to god they all feens
Young wild and free tryna live up in this dream
But young wild and free ain't gong get us what we need

I just hit and I thought about you
With that skin tight dress and the walk about you
We were up all night and we talked about you
Girl I swear nothings flawed about you

Girl I want you, girl I need
Opened up so you gon read
Girl I swear nothings flawed about you
I just hit and I thought about you

One half, and she my other one
2 parts, and she my only one
3 shots, from her loaded gun
She keeps missing, I'm too distant now

One half, and she my other one
2 parts, and she my only one
3 shots, from her loaded gun
She keeps missing, I'm too distant now

I just hit and I thought about you
With that skin tight dress and the walk about you
We were up all night and we talked about you
Girl I swear nothings flawed about you
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I just hit and I thought about you
With that skin tight dress and the walk about you
We were up all night and we talked about you
Girl I swear nothings flawed about you

Girl I want you, girl I need
Opened up so you gon read
Girl I swear nothings flawed about you
I just hit and I thought about you

Got me like damn with that tan on yo top
Way you wear them track pants oh man when you walk
Got me saying chill fam I can't stand when you drop
I can't stand when drop

I know you ain't basic
You making a statement
Like why aren't you famous
You destined for greatness

I'm tryna be a part of that
Everytime I think about you got a heart attack

Run up the bands, cheque's in
I'll be yo man, best friend
Don't do the most, ending
Run to the coast, west end

Run up the bands, cheque's in
I'll be yo man, best friend
Don't do the most, ending
Run to the coast, west end

All means
Get it all means
Everybody want it swear to god they all feens
Young wild and free tryna live up in this dream
But young wild and free ain't gong get us what we need

I just hit and I thought about you
With that skin tight dress and the walk about you
We were up all night and we talked about you
Girl I swear nothings flawed about you

Girl I want you, girl I need
Opened up so you gon read
Girl I swear nothings flawed about you
I just hit and I thought about you

One half, and she my other one
2 parts, and she my only one
3 shots, from her loaded gun
She keeps missing, I'm too distant now

One half, and she my other one
2 parts, and she my only one
3 shots, from her loaded gun
She keeps missing, I'm too distant now

I just hit and I thought about you
With that skin tight dress and the walk about you
We were up all night and we talked about you
Girl I swear nothings flawed about you
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Writer: Tony Lynch
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Length: 2:31
Written by: Tony Lynch

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