Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All That (Lady), artist - The Game. Album song Jesus Piece, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DGC, Interscope
Song language: English
All That (Lady) |
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 sittin' here thinkin' ‘bout all the things I could do |
So what you should do is |
Play your position for Berkin bags, we poppin' tags |
Her shoe game sick, we drinkin' 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, yea 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, yea she cool like that |
In them Trues, why you move like that |
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 |
Uh, 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 got her flowers for nothing, she smiling and blushing |
If I don’t answer my phone, then we probably fucking, ya |
She love my tattoos |
Ain’t got no room for her name but I’mma make room |
She let her hair down, we have a stare down |
She said «I'm glad you ate it, «where my cap & gown? |
Told her «I can be your chauffeur,» dick like a limo |
Multiple orgasms, that’s my M. O |
Redbone pretty |
I kiss her from her titty to her clitty |
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 |
Look, my girl’s sweet 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 trying to 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 |
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 |
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… |