Oh, it's only you, it's only me (All I want, all I want) All I want (All I want) All I want (All I want) All I want
something Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick I was on 1-2-5 and Saint Nich Chillin' with these chick, named Tondalea Was a hot girl and everybody wanted
scandalous I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles My other nigga turned Evangelist But I can't quit cause I'm on some Evander shit Fuck the money and
it to the ground like she ain't got manners Too much booty for one man to handle When all I need is a one night scandal And I?ma get buck in here! Damn
one with whom I would role play Oedipus Rex I want you to be my pleasure puss I wanna know what it's like to be inside you I want you to be my pleasure
terror Ill vatal, roll with my crime team and feel stable With your betrayal, I place you in the field cradle I heard a thirty eight, it ain't hurt regurgitate
, "Won't you decide?" She chose Doc, first day I poured you aside Like it's Aftermath for life and all I do is ride Before I turn on him I kill Satan
him all the women that he wants, put a monkey on his back. Cm F Cm7 F All of your so
What? What? Baby, move your butt, butt, butt I think I'll sing it again She had dumps like a truck, truck, truck Thighs like what? What? What? All
roughneck beats I keeps the flow I'm the dawn breaker I'm reachin' all night, as hot as daylight in Jamaica A ruckus you want it? Get with the Show stopper I
do? Without you know who? Niggas that say and do What they want to (Bone Thugs) This rap game terror, money, murda mo and all that good shit Scandalous
know somebody like me? I don't think so, cause ain't nobody. I see down for the crime like I'm down for mine, and if I gotta, nigga, I cheat, cheat.
a damn but I'm still a man Got us all programmed I'ma pump my fist, I'm stayin' ready for this And you can put this on wish, I never seen the abyss
Take it Dolla bill y'all, that dolla bill y'all I gotta, gotta, gotta have that dolla bill y'all Dolla bill y'all, that dolla bill y'all I gotta, gotta
) I didn't want to take his life But the nigga tried to run And get away with me llello I see me, the murderer I didn't want to take his life But the
for what? because I'm shinin blingin; mad because I'm rhymin, singin, I got too much money, I got too many guns. Your pitiful life aint got no meaning, and I
your honour, I ain't payin' a dime Because that young'n right there mine I ain't lyin', I ain't no deadbeat daddy with intent to be neglectin' All I wanted
, that I thug wit kill Pop to tha chest how does it feel and nigga we peel caps Pap, fit to get your wig cracked back Killin' I'm buckin' 'em down, I
