All Dat He Got
Well, what that is?
(Hey boo)
He gon' running out of stones (hmm)
Keep me out of top
For them bitches, he ain't gon' do shit
But for me, he be spinnin' the block (okay)
He know I be textin' his brother (hmm)
When he look at my phone it be locked
But I know he gon' trick when it's Christmas
He be givin' me all that he got
He be givin' me all that he got (huh)
He be givin' me all that he got (okay)
But I know he gon' trick when it's Christmas
He be givin' me all that he got (fuck)
He be givin' me all that he got
He be givin' me all that he got (okay)
But I know he gon' trick when it's Christmas
He be givin' me all that he got
I like zero notification (fuck)
And he like when I'm pulling up naked
He say he Nigerian thought he was Haitian
So, you know that-that nigga ain't patient
Shit, if you got it, I'ma take him (I'ma take him)
Grab this pussy, all up in these ribbons
If I take all these shots with this cinnamon shit
Then, I'm twerking that light in the middle
We got cookies, pose (pose)
Groupie, hoes (hoes)
She hook it with me for a night in the city
I put her on
He like, "How much you need for that hurry in a feet?"
I'm like, "20 strong" (K)
With a 'K' on the end, I don't play on the end, now it's 20 gone
Real bad hoe, it's a holiday
Fucked on a nigga named Halloway
I can't decide on the jacket or top (on God)
So, it's Gucci and Louis, and Prada day
Deep in this shit, I don't want him to stop (deep in this shit)
If they can't get on top, then they run away
If I'm calling for bread, then he's right away
I got the juice like a bitch on a tidal wave
He gon' running out of stones (hmm)
Keep me out of top
For them bitches, he ain't gon' do shit
But for me, he be spinnin' the block (okay)
He know I be textin' his brother (hmm)
When he look at my phone it be locked
But I know he gon' trick when it's Christmas
He be givin' me all that he got
He be givin' me all that he got (huh)
He be givin' me all that he got (okay)
But I know he gon' trick when it's Christmas
He be givin' me all that he got (fuck)
He be givin' me all that he got
He be givin' me all that he got (okay)
But I know he gon' trick when it's Christmas
He be givin' me all that he got
(Hey boo)
He gon' running out of stones (hmm)
Keep me out of top
For them bitches, he ain't gon' do shit
But for me, he be spinnin' the block (okay)
He know I be textin' his brother (hmm)
When he look at my phone it be locked
But I know he gon' trick when it's Christmas
He be givin' me all that he got
He be givin' me all that he got (huh)
He be givin' me all that he got (okay)
But I know he gon' trick when it's Christmas
He be givin' me all that he got (fuck)
He be givin' me all that he got
He be givin' me all that he got (okay)
But I know he gon' trick when it's Christmas
He be givin' me all that he got
I like zero notification (fuck)
And he like when I'm pulling up naked
He say he Nigerian thought he was Haitian
So, you know that-that nigga ain't patient
Shit, if you got it, I'ma take him (I'ma take him)
Grab this pussy, all up in these ribbons
If I take all these shots with this cinnamon shit
Then, I'm twerking that light in the middle
We got cookies, pose (pose)
Groupie, hoes (hoes)
She hook it with me for a night in the city
I put her on
He like, "How much you need for that hurry in a feet?"
I'm like, "20 strong" (K)
With a 'K' on the end, I don't play on the end, now it's 20 gone
Real bad hoe, it's a holiday
Fucked on a nigga named Halloway
I can't decide on the jacket or top (on God)
So, it's Gucci and Louis, and Prada day
Deep in this shit, I don't want him to stop (deep in this shit)
If they can't get on top, then they run away
If I'm calling for bread, then he's right away
I got the juice like a bitch on a tidal wave
He gon' running out of stones (hmm)
Keep me out of top
For them bitches, he ain't gon' do shit
But for me, he be spinnin' the block (okay)
He know I be textin' his brother (hmm)
When he look at my phone it be locked
But I know he gon' trick when it's Christmas
He be givin' me all that he got
He be givin' me all that he got (huh)
He be givin' me all that he got (okay)
But I know he gon' trick when it's Christmas
He be givin' me all that he got (fuck)
He be givin' me all that he got
He be givin' me all that he got (okay)
But I know he gon' trick when it's Christmas
He be givin' me all that he got
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Writer(s): Erica Banks, Avo
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