I Want ’Em All

PRECHORUS: I’m a young hitta with alotta cash!
Throwin’ up the bands like the money going bad!
Tell me what you want and I’ll get it in a
Whatever you want yea I’ll get it for ya!

Soy un joven con mucha pasta
Everybody say that I look like a rasta
And I could have you on my hip like
Whatever you want yea I’ll get it for ya!

PRECHORUS 2: I see like 1, 2, 3, 4, bad ones in the room!
They all see me, I’m scheming, what am I gonna do?
You wish I would tell you all the little bad things I do
But I see like 1, 2, 3, 4, more…

CHORUS: And I Want ‘Em All x4

VERSE: I ain’t gonna wait for nobody!
Who’d you come with I, I, I know you’re wonderin’
I, Makin’ assumptions there’s no reason to rush in, now
Take it slow , I never ever wanna see you go
I ain’t gon’ do you like the others do
And I’m gon let you leave with your phone…

PRECHORUS 2: I see like 1, 2, 3, 4, bad ones in the room!
They all see me, I’m scheming, what am I gonna do?
You wish I would tell you all the little bad things I do
But I see like 1, 2, 3, 4, more…

CHORUS: And I Want ‘Em All x4

VERSE 2: I ain’t gonna wait for no
Wannabe sucka that wannabe me
Everything he wear he done seen it on me
J’s on his feet he’s just a hypebeast
Every song i write he singing it with

Such a pretty hitta, everybody look up
Singin’ bout the liquor that I think you boutta throw up
Talkin’ like a show up, Yea you better show out
Go and tell the world what you think you really bout, really bout