All Y'all Lyrics

Yeah, I know niggas ain't shit, so I treat them like I treat them
So what, it's just a dick, and I leave him, I don't see him
He going on my phone... saying I should meet him
He had me in his world, I swear I couldn't leave him
But... like the pizza
I'm sorry, but if you ain't got no pepper, I don't need you
And if you got a girl, you can tell her she could keep him
Goodie eating pussy, I ain't got time to teach him
I don't like these niggas, the money is so about these niggas
Try to holler, I shook him like who was this nigger?
You make me... with my posters naked
Pretty pink, wet... ocean strake
Have a nigga going broke just to feed the state
Ten star chick rules, car keys all days!
I'm just living!
And it's incredible! Nigga I'm cold...

Bitches calling me daddy in the back of the Caddy, girl
From the North to the East, all the way out Cally
We'll be like:
"California, we love you
We run it... f**k you!"

Bitch please!
Exhibit voice, check you, are you out of your mind?
You just another catch of the days who fell for them lines
Plus I'm showing out, ain't no going out, I'm on some chill shit
You're looking for someone to chill with, or maybe be with
That's exactly when I hit the kill switch
I feel that need to give them force with a career spit
Back to reality you're looking for a comma
But I ain't playing no games, not the ones you wanna wonder
I rather be in a lab and working on my crap
Filling some paragraphs with my people...
No time for you hoes, you're looking for love?
I see you with your head down, so why put up a red flag?
Owe it to the next who knows how to act
She f**k me good...
Get the guts, another story you tell
Another pussy is killed...

But I'm popping bottles with foxy models who like to swallow
... and lames flames and make them holler
My entourage, so many names, don't know what to call her
Got lot of... who get brain like the scholar
Got a lot of dollars, big faces, two big wallets
Got a lot of places we could go, we should follow
But if you ain't sucking a f**king girl, don't even bother!
Wanna make... the Guatemala?
I'm in your... of your hair...
... but time is not a problem
These girls... like Britney and Madonna
... so hard like I just hit the lotto
Walk them, suck them so hard, I make you call me father
Pop that Gucci, and that Gucci Dolce and Gabbana
Be a hootchie for this... your honor!

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