All Of It
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All Of It lyrics

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(Gentle Beatz) I gave you– yeah Bae, I want all of it Bae, I want all of it (Ayy, 8, catch a bag) I wanna feel all of it (I wanna feel all–) I wanna feel– Hey, stop being stingy with your love, bae, I want all of it And shake it, baby, shake it till you break, I wanna feel all of it Fendi, Louis, Gucci, Prada, baby, I'll buy all of it Okay, that's the type of shit that drive you crazy, now I'm starting shit She want her nails done, to me, that shit ain't nothin' Her ex ain't have no funds, broke-ass nigga ain't have no fun Hey, there go my heart again You might be hard of hearing I swear that bitch there filled with sin Hey, the bitch here going crazy You might just be that faded Okay, fuck it, have my baby Okay, yeah, I'm just playing Even though I'm selfish with your love, baby, I'm just saying Stop being stingy with your love, bae, I want all of it And shake it, baby, shake it till you break, I wanna feel all of it Fendi, Louis, Gucci, Prada, baby, I'll buy all of it Okay, that's the type of shit that drive you crazy, now I'm starting shit My bitch don't wear no Fashion Nova, she like Chrome, this bitch grown, shit Truth be told, shouldn't wear too much ice till my zone switch Now I'm on, it seem like everybody 'round me want shit Couple years ago, I was toting stick, I had it on me Couple hundred thousand in the bank, if not, I got it on me And my left wrist worth so much, I'm starting to feel like I'm Ginóbili Keep rising, but this here superstar life I live is lonely When you say I do too much, I'm starting to feel like you don't know me (woah, woah) Hey, I'm starting to feel like the problem I ask for your love, why do I feel like you bothered? Okay, tear off them clothes, baby, you knowing I bought 'em Don't ask where my heart, baby, somewhere in the bottom Hey, stop being stingy with your love, bae, I want all of it And shake it, baby, shake it till you break, I wanna feel all of it Fendi, Louis, Gucci, Prada, baby, I'll buy all of it Okay, that's the type of shit that drive you crazy, now I'm startin' shit

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