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LYRICS:
[CHORUS]
Cant trust a soul, lettem goooo Woaaaah (x2)
I hope you not shy lil dude, no im not hiding you
Go to the sky for you, say a hi by hi hi hi to you
Thinkin bout a lullaby for you, these b*tches aint wise as you
These bitches aint wise as you, thinkin about. . really wifin you
Think about really having a world to yourself, think about havin a girl to yourself
Think about having yo momma house on a hill, house on a hill
I be trynna chase a check, trynna run them band ups
But nobody seem to understand what im feelin,
Got it all out the mud, got it off selling drugs
Og i done found me the plug
Rubbin her feet while we watching the rumble, gucci couture girl you know that i love you
Fast lane come and f*ck wit a boss, whisper to her tell her f*ck what it cost
I gave you all of my love, I gave you all of my trust maybe that just not enough
It just really hurt my heart, to hear you say you f*cked another nigga
Triggered my mind like damn , should I just go with the flow?
Maybe she opened the door, man ma heart so cold
I love this girl and I know, she know everything about me that I don’t
She like the one nigga she take ma soul, man I love this girl I cant let her go
Some of the bitches be hoes, all on the low
Trynna take a nigga soul, I do this sh*t on my on
Momma told me get ma own, cus I wanna pull up in matching designer
All of these bitches gone say I be wilin, Jo Jo jo. . Jo jo Jo
Open ma arms to her like a door, smoking this dough got me thinkin I don’t
Reminiscing bout the shit that I want
Got me thinkin I should pick up the pole, got me thinking I should leave through the door
All of these b*tches be hoes, tired of sharing with the bro’s
Baby just give me yo’ love, baby just give me yo trust
Burnin these b*tches like dust, some of these b*tches wont love
Baby I just wanna trust, baby I put that above
Last nigga was a bluff, baby I just wanna cuff
I wanna rub on ya butt, when I come baby just tell me enough
I wanna touch on ya butt, baby you know that I want it all
You want the diamonds and foreign cars (x2)
I want it all, I wanna ball no I want it all
I wanna ball, no I want it all (x2)
I want it all, I wanna ball no I want it all!
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