White Bob I Want It All Lyrics

(White Bob)
Now back up, back up cos Mr White Bob's here,
With Mr Warren G straight in your ear
This lifestyle we live brings money and fame,
But theres still things to want for in the rap game
I've recorded many tracks, but what I still can't see,
Why a lot of these rappers don't wanna work with me
And I roll with that lyrical genius, the big don Small
Seyss,
So it's about time these o.g's recognised
That i'ma take it back in rap to where it needs to be
took,
Uppercut all you haters with a powerful right hook
And I stand for no nonsense, I'm so gangsta-fied up,
Unlike a lot of these wack rappers whose lyrics suck
Cos artistically right now, this honkies at his best,
Although I still drive a car without the headrests
I've searched on the internet to buy a new pair,
Been down the scrapyard, I've tried everywhere
(Warren G)
I want it all... money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
And every damn thing
I want it all houses, expenses
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's
I want it all, brand new socks and drawls
And I'm ballin everytime I stop and talk to y'all
I want it all, all, all, all
I want it all, all, all, all, all
(White Bob)
So once I've got my headrests, what else would I like,

Well I think it's about time I found a nice wife You know the type, one I can hump real good,
But no woman will have me because I'm so hood
Been a long time since I last went out on a date
Gotta packet of Johnnys passed their use by date
But I don't really care, I guess I don't mind,
Cos when I'm feelin down I just spit out my rhymes
See the perfect woman has got to cook and clean,
And not object to me smoking my green
I don't really care if she's not intelligent,
As long as shes fit, I'll be the perfect gent
But let us not forget the most important bit,
She's got to be feelin the gangsta shit
Cos I play it full volume each and every day,
So if you're pretending to like it, I guarantee
you won't stay
(Warren G)
I want it all... money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
And every damn thing
I want it all houses, expenses
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's
I want it all, brand new socks and drawls
And I'm ballin everytime I stop and talk to y'all
I want it all, all, all, all
I want it all, all, all, all, all
(White Bob)
Oh yeah... White Bob and Warren G. We want it all.
The fast cars, the record deals, the gold chains and
diamond rings, the Cinecento headrests, champaigne,
the women... and the list goes on and on...