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All That (Lady) [feat. Lil Wayne, Big Sean, Fabolous & Jeremih]

The Game

Hip-Hop/Rap

363,064

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DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes

The Game

Voces

Big Sean

Voces

D'Angelo

Artista sampleado

Fabolous

Voces

Jeremih

Voces

K. Roosevelt

Voces de fondo

Lil Wayne

Voces

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

J. Taylor

Autoría

Marcello Valenzano

Marcello Valenzano

Autoría

Raphael Saadiq

Autoría

Andre Lyon

Autoría

Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.

Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.

Autoría

John David Jackson

John David Jackson

Autoría

Kevin Moore

Autoría

Michael Archer

Autoría

Sean Michael Anderson

Sean Michael Anderson

Autoría

Producción e ingeniería

Cool & Dre

Producción

Anna Ugarte

Asistente de ingeniería

Brian Gardner

Masterización

Geoff Gibbs

Ingeniería de grabación

Rob Kinelski

Ingeniería de grabación

Ruben Rivera

Ingeniería de grabación

Steve Daniel Baughman

Steve Daniel Baughman

Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

[Verse 1]

You know I love you like cooked food, I'm a good dude

Let's hit the Roscoe's on Pico, I'm in a hood mood

I'm sitting here thinking 'bout all the things I could do

So what you should do is play your position

For Berkin bags, we popping tags, her shoe game sick

We drinking Ace out of red bottles, true gang shit

Fuck with me and you're famous, Kanye'd my bitch

Now she's away from the nameless camera flashes from strangers

Turn a Range to a manger, Jesus piece on the plate

Yeah my baby an angel, fell straight up out of heaven

Into what we into, who knew we'd grew into, whatever we into

That's too much for your mental so we snapback that

Game on point like the stripes on my Gucc backpack

My ladybug, yeah she cool like that

In them Trues, why you move like that?

[Verse 2]

You know my lady always on

She know I need it so

She know she can get

All that, all that, all that, all that, all that

My lady got me going

I'm where she already knows

She knows she can get

All that, all that, all that

[Verse 3]

You my lady, and that pussy feel like a haven

We can make babies, let's be creative

She say leave them tricks alone but I'm a skater

I love her like her daddy, told her no man would

I got a lot of bad bitches, she the only one good

I get her flowers for nothing, she smiling and blushing

If I don't answer my phone, then we probably fucking

Yeah, she love my tattoos

Ain't got no room for her name but I'ma make room

She let her hair down, we have a stare down

She said I'm glad you ate it, where my cap and gown

Told her I can be your chauffeur, dick like a limo

Multiple orgasms, that's my MO

Redbone pretty, I kiss her from her titty to her clitty

Tunechi

[Verse 4]

You know my lady always on

She know I need it so

She know she can get

All that, all that, all that, all that, all that

My lady got me going

I'm where she already knows

She knows she can get

All that, all that, all that

[Verse 5]

Look my girls' suite like my hotel floor

From where they ran through more keys than a hotel door

Indeed, give her the D now the whole hotel know

Feel like I'm looking down from heaven screaming, oh hell no

When you hop on top girl that's what it feel like

She always had a player back like them field lights

And every time I left it ain't feel right

Cheated on her and she stayed, that's just real life

'Cause it's hard when you ain't on the same coast

Burning bread in the club so all these girls want toast

Hoes try and wave but we ain't on the same boat

They tryna sink everything that we made float

She told me 'bout her ex man, her old boy stories

And how she had a dildo, you know, toy stories

Don't fuck her on her period, ain't into horror stories

I take her to my favorite restaurant, she order for me

'Cause she know me

[Verse 6]

You know my lady always on

She know I need it so

She know she can get

All that, all that, all that, all that, all that

My lady got me going

I'm where she already knows

She knows she can get

All that, all that, all that

All that, all that, all that

[Verse 7]

I'm feeling your style, I'm loving your swag

I like how your jeans fit, you're killing that bag

You working them heels, your diamonds are real

You give me the chills, girl, you all that

Written by: A. Lyon, D. Carter, J. Jackson, J. Taylor, John David Jackson, K. R. Moore, M. Archer, Marcello Valenzano, Raphael Saadiq, S. Anderson, Sean Michael Anderson

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