All I Really Want (Album Version)

All I Really Want (Album Version)

Rick Ross

All I want

Every time I call she just come
'Cause every time I call she get to cum
Damn I'm in love again look what this shit done
When I used to keep a roll of dem bitches like which one (one one)
(It's the boss)

(Radio killaaaaa)

It's not a dream baby

(Radio killa killa killa)

Or is it a dream

She graduated from the school of arts
Now she swimmin in a pool of sharks
Roughest niggas with the coolest cars
Sophomore year had a 1st minaj
Better dc like go barrack
Girl drunk it like a fiji and she blowed my socks
Every night she comin through for me to fuck that
Found out she had a man I holla fuck that
Better give dat boy a bus pass
I see no competition baby girl a must have
My letters hinted on my mustache
The remy never did or did he get make a bus pass
Good dick may a chick wanna cut class
The way I'm knockin on the door they call it trespass
She my dime not the one I wanna curse at
Lookin fine real diamonds on a cutglass

[Chorus]
People call you blind (people call you blind)
But all you need is me girl (all you need is me girl)
Your all that's I'm my mind (oooo yeaahhh)
All you need is me girlllllll

All a nigga really want is you
All a nigga want is you

All a nigga really want is you
All a nigga want is you

All a nigga really want is you
All a nigga want is you

All a nigga really want is you
All a nigga want is you

Who can hit it more faster
I'm talkin authentic orgasms
Film that play it on a big plasma
Back to work juss a little bit faster
She say life is a journey
I need mine juss like my atourney
I get sued like a nigga switch shoes
Long money but he gotta a quick fuse
Ride slow but I'm in a quick car
Pause for a minute paint em' in a picture
Baby girl my money good
Who turned her on a nigga least kirk wood
Time to give that boy a bus pass
I see no competition girl a must have
She shines like a diamond
Motivation for morinin

[Chorus]

All a nigga really want is you
All a nigga want is you

All a nigga really want is you
All a nigga want is you

All a nigga really want is you
All a nigga want is you

All a nigga really want is you
All a nigga want is you

Swade pea coat with the gucci trim
Knew it was him by the gucci brim
We gotta do it be I G
I'm tryna hit the lottery in V I P
Green leafs in my shot glass
All night soul team had cirrock add
Ain't nothin you can tell me
I'm on them hills like I'm jonathan kelsy
Told her friends that she felt me
We mad love through the love hate lp
You my josephene baker
May need morphene the deeper that I take her
I'm a back breaker another text bracket
Benz maybach her
Green bay packa
My life a movie so tonight that's where to jack her

[Chorus]

All a nigga really want is you
All a nigga want is you

All a nigga really want is you
All a nigga want is you

All a nigga really want is you
All a nigga want is you

All a nigga really want is you
All a nigga want is you

Written by Roberts, William Leonard / Stewart, Christopher A / Nash, Terius Youngdell
Published by Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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