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lirik lagu chris brown - all i want (demo)

[intro: meek mill, chris brown & rick ross]
i want more, i want more, i want more, i want more, i want more, i want more, i want more
this the biggest
yeah, n-ggas be seeing me stunting, know i’m getting all these dollars
breezy, breezy and the boss
i want more, i want more, i want more, i want more, i want more, i want more, i want more
uh, young renzel
n-gga still getting these hundreds, know i got all of these (all i want, all i need)

[chorus: chris brown & rick ross ]
d-mn, look what you started
we done turned my crib into an after party, i love this
and all i really wanna do, all i really wanna do, hey, woo
is put my hands on your body, just roll up with you
all i want is you, all i want is you, let’s go
all a n-gga want is you, uh
liquor got me stupid
now, baby, tell me what you want to do, hey (all i want, all i need)

[verse 1: rick ross]
not tryna creep for the dm
i put new feet on the bm
she lip gloss up when she see ’em
f-ck from the club ’til the pm
want a boss, well you got it
livin’ room like a lobby
got b-tches jumpin’ on couches
that’s when them things start to poppin’
new edition to bobby (woah)
no red carpet, we [?]
that balmain dress show a n-gga
that 20 million’ll triple
just took the top off the ‘rari
biggest talk at the party
your credit cards get declined
but on your timeline, you’re ballin’
all of the bartenders is strippers
know the real hustle n-ggas
so in the back of the club
we throw the dubs and the 50s, we boss

[chorus: chris brown]
d-mn, look what you started
we done turned my crib into an after party
and all i really wanna do, all i really wanna do, hey
is put my hands on your body, just roll up with you
all i want is you, all i want is you
all a n-gga want is you
liquor got me stupid
now, baby, tell me what you want to do, hey (all i want, all i need)

[post-chorus: chris brown]
oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah

[verse 2: meek mill]
hold up, hold up
she was from the eastside, we don’t want no beef side
hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
never, ever, ever made love on a g5
hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
good on top with the head like a freestyle
hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
she gon’ have a n-gga bring sand to the beachside (woo!)
we fly, we buy, we drop the phan’, see why
the sand looks sweet, like honey in the beehive, through it back, eli (eli)
’cause she said she love this d, and i say i love that bod’ (i do!)
i think she in love with me ’cause that watch aboard say love o’clock
i want more, i want more, if you want more, i’m on tour
we go to paris to go to the store
she was on paper, it wasn’t a wh0r-
we fall in love and it wasn’t for sure like

[post-chorus: chris brown]
oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah

[verse 3: chris brown]
ha, it’s bad b-tches all over me
pound for pound for that loud sh-t
and these broke hoes wanna smoke for free
100 grand, they don’t understand how i do it
gold fashion, b-tches call me the sheik
private jets, a n-gga f-ckin’ her stupid
and flew on some b-tches, that’s when i’m p-ssin’ the meat
ha, ayy, girl, look what you done started
we the reason everybody came to f-ckin’ party
and don’t be actin’ stupid ’cause that booty so r-t-rded
if a n-gga had time, then a n-gga would have bought it
i’m too turnt up, i never say i’m sorry
my car go vroom, it’s a devil in my ‘rari
guns in the shovel for the dearly departed
i been a motherf-ckin’ rebel from the minute i started, yeah

[bridge: chris brown & (meek mill)]
i know that you fake n-ggas ain’t real (ha, ain’t real)
that’s why we take your girls and make money, make money (get money)
a double cup and a whole bag of them pills (why?)
i hear them on the pole and they shake something, shake something (let’s get it)

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