Greedy

[Intro: Juicy J]
It's Blood Money
Yeah, ho

[Chorus: Juicy J & 2 Pistols]
I want all the kush (Kush), I want all the bottles (Bottles)
I want all the cash, I wanna fuck all the models
(Greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Gr-greedy)
(Greedy, greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Juicy J, I want it all)
I want all the kush (Kush, uh-huh), I want all the bottles (Bottles, uh-huh)
I want all the cash (Yes, sir), I wanna fuck all the models
(Greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Gr-greedy)
(Greedy, greedy) I want it all, I want it all

[Verse 1: 2 Pistols]
All the-all these bad bitches in my section, salute
When-when I leave the club straight flexin', no roof
Big house suite brand of protection, come through
I’m only in town for the night, snooze, you lose
2 Pistols, I get dough, Juicy J my kinfolk
Trip-trippin', trippin', trippin', just relax and blow this kush, ho
I’m bouncin' on these niggas, you a worker, pretender
Giuseppe my shoes, Givenchy fit to go with 'em
My clique full of them killers, mon-mon-money makin' go-getters
Came a long way from dope dealin', st-still focused up on these millions
Want it all, want it all, whoever act I offend, fuck y'all-y'all
I’m greedy, I’m greedy, mon-money, pussy, good weed, I need it-need it

[Chorus: Juicy J & 2 Pistols]
I want all the kush (Kush, yeah), I want all the bottles (Bottles, yeah)
I want all the cash, I wanna fuck all the models
(Greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Gr-greedy)
(Greedy, greedy) I want it all, I want it all (I want it all)
I want all the kush (Kush, yeah), I want all the bottles (Bottles, yeah)
I want all the cash, I wanna fuck all the models
(Greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Greedy)
(Greedy, greedy) I want it all, I want it all

[Verse 2: 2 Pistols]
I got twenty-five model broads, we be textin'
They all prayin' to they God that I bless 'em
Mon-money, yeah, I talk fluent, you a broke nigga goin' through it
Spend a hunnid bands on Jordans, and I only wear 'em I’m recordin'
Just a young nigga from Florida, used to get it from 'cross the water
Can’t pick enough, I want more of, everything, everything
Hunnid bottles, let's turn up, bounce that ass, bitch, go dumb
Fifty thousand ones, throw them, salute to the made niggas in here
Kush too loud, the haters, I can’t hear them, in them red bottoms, I’m killin' them
Coulda-coulda fucked your bitch, I wasn’t feelin' her, but your-but your lil' sister, I’m drillin' her
My Rolex, I like the billin' up, money stacked tall to the ceilin' up
I’m ballin' bitch, can’t give a fuck, in-in the fast lane, tastin' more bucks

[Chorus: Juicy J & 2 Pistols]
I want all the kush (Kush, yeah), I want all the bottles (Bottles, yeah)
I want all the cash, I wanna fuck all the models
(Greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Gr-greedy)
(Greedy, greedy) I want it all, I want it all (I want it all)
I want all the kush (Kush, yeah), I want all the bottles (Bottles, yeah)
I want all the cash, I wanna fuck all the models
(Greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Greedy)
(Greedy, greedy) I want it all, I want it all
I want all the kush (Kush, yeah), I want all the bottles (Bottles, yeah)
I want all the cash, I wanna fuck all the models
(Greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Gr-greedy)
(Greedy, greedy) I want it all, I want it all (I want it all)
I want all the kush (Kush, yeah), I want all the bottles (Bottles, yeah)
I want all the cash, I wanna fuck all the models
I want it all, I want it all
I want it all, I want it all