I Got Em All
[Intro]
I got ‘em all
I got ‘em all
I got ‘em all
I got ‘em all
I got ‘em all
I got ‘em all
I got ‘em all
I got ‘em
[Verse One]
I get everything just how I want it
With a large side of fries on it
You know if I put my mind to it
It blow up like a mine don’t it
I don’t care what’s cool to do
That change up with the times don’t it
Soon as I start to hone in
I build a motha' fuckin' home on it
I don’t like to carry on and on
When we can be settled with it right now
And I don’t care bout bein' right
Cause I don’t never really write it down
I don’t fuck around with funny business
Cause I ain't neva' been a fan of clowns
I get it jumpin' like a beat down
You won’t box me out for the rebound
I will not back off at all
Not with my back to the wall
Not with my back to the edge of the cliff
I will keep movin' forward
I will not fall
I just go nuts like the two things inside of my drawers
She take a peek and she say oh my God
Grab it and jab it in back of her jaws
Usin' her hands as she jackin' me off
I feel a special way
I might just levitate
I heard all this shit before
It doesn’t resonate
So what is a bomb
If it never detonate
I’m deep in this bitch
I paint on the walls
I'm bout to redecorate
I say what I mean
I mean what I say no need to reiterate
[Hook]
The hoes with me
I got ‘em all
The shroom the tree
I got ‘em all
The cold the heat
I got ‘em all
I set the scene
I got ‘em all
The hoes with me
I got ‘em all
The shroom the tree
I got ‘em all
The cold the heat
I got ‘em all
I set the scene
I got ‘em all
The hoes with me
I got ‘em all
The shroom the tree
I got ‘em all
The cold the heat
I got ‘em all
I set the scene
I got ‘em all
The hoes with me
I got ‘em all
The shroom the tree
I got ‘em all
The cold the heat
I got ‘em all
I set the scene
I got ‘em
[Verse Two]
I no longer need for you fuckas' to feel me
I’m feelin' myself like I'm fappin' now
I see how you act
Lil’ bitch stick to the script
Or you bein' a part of the cast is out
I’m not even drunk
But I’m blackin' out
I’m runnin' this bitch takin' laps around
I might get higher than Bobby Brown
She play the D
But can’t lock me down
I’m out of here baby I got to go
Don’t ask were I’m headed
You ought to know
I’m makin' this bread
Bitch I’m rollin' dough
I beat up a beat hoe we toe to toe
Got way too much money to go for broke
I get what I came for
I’m goin' ghost
Quit playin' with me baby no we ain’t close
You ain’t even in the barrio
I don’t need pussy I got it though
I don’t know the future I profit though
Shit all of that talkin' ain’t poppin' hoe
I seen niggas rise and then topple over
I might do you dirty and mop you over
I ain’t been drinking
I still ain't sober
I open up shop
But I’m still a closer
Good with the Roc like I’m close to Hova
I shoot in yo' face
I ain’t crossin' over
And if you got money then toss it over
The weight of the world sittin' on my shoulders
I carry it all until Garry over
They are not colder than me I’m frozen
I’m hard as the tip of yo' areola
The shit that I smoke got a heavy odor
Ain’t no holdin' me back baby I’m a goer
[Hook]
The hoes with me
I got ‘em all
The shroom the tree
I got ‘em all
The cold the heat
I got ‘em all
I set the scene
I got ‘em all
The hoes with me
I got ‘em all
The shroom the tree
I got ‘em all
The cold the heat
I got ‘em all
I set the scene
I got ‘em all
The hoes with me
I got ‘em all
The shroom the tree
I got ‘em all
The cold the heat
I got ‘em all
I set the scene
I got ‘em all
The hoes with me
I got ‘em all
The shroom the tree
I got ‘em all
The cold the heat
I got ‘em all
I set the scene
I got ‘em
