All I Need

You're all that I need

I'll be there for you

If you keep it real with me I keep it real witch you

Know them other girls wishing that they still was you

And they wishing they was still with you

And fuck that bitch, move on

Say fuck that ****, move on

Let ya guard down get ya groove on

Gotta new bitch, tell 'em, with my new John

Say we be chillin', fuckin

Ain't a lotta fussin'

Back to back bustin' like we down like tossin'

Appetite for destruction, yeah, I eat it up

I like to make the fountain fun before I beat it up

Shit get heated up

Best believe, she the one that's gonna melt ya

Hear them ****'s whisper

She the one that's gon' tell ya

Whip up in that kitchen

She gon' pack it and bell ya

She the modern Marilyn Monroe

And she outta Gazelle

I love her all ready, already

She gone have me down

Shorty know a dog heavy

Love it when I talk heavy

Born vicious, floor tickets

Go to the club with whichever we poor bitches,

She got more ****'s

Shit I got more hoe's

I make her bring it back to me if he got more dough

Shit, to top it all off

She me mutha fuckin' dawg

I ain't worryin' 'bout them other bitches

Motherfuck 'em all

Girl, you're all that I need

I'll be there for you

If you keep it real with me I keep it real witch you

And them other girls wishing, that they still was you

And they wishing they was still with you

Fuck that bitch, move on

Say fuck that ****, move on

Let ya guard down get ya groove on

Gotta new bitch, tell 'em, with my new John

Say we be chillin', fuckin

Ain't a lotta fussin'

Back to back bustin' like we down like tossin'

Shawty pour up, roll up

Blow it down, my bank roll fucked up

She hold it down

She gone hold it down

Say she's my designated driver when I roll around

Say she my ride or die bitch when it's going down

She gone reach inside that glove she gone pull that pound

Pow pow, fool around

Throw them rounds like a torch and never let 'em distort you

All that red at the bottom

Every bag that I bought you

Don't mean a mutha fuckin' thing if you ain't honest the game

Yeah, you can't say boy, but they honor his name

I'm a mutha fuckin' beast

I'm a problem, I got 'em

I'ma look out for my bitch

Cause she round from the bottom

I told my shawty, stay down till we get to the top

When we get to where we get

I'm might get ready to flop, baby

You're all that I need

I'll be there for you

If you keep it real with me I keep it real witch you

Them other girls wishing that they sill was you

And they wishing they was still with you

Fuck that bitch, move on

Say fuck that ****, move on

Let ya guard down, get ya groove on

Gotta new bitch, tell 'em, with my new John

Fuck that **** move on

Move on

Chillin' with a new John

Yeah, yeah