Lyrics All The Money - Vee tha Rula

All The Money

Yeah
Yeh-yeh
Yeh
Yeh-yeh
Wo-wo, yeh-yeh
Yeh-yeh, wo-wo
Yeh-yeh
A-A-A-Aces spade, I hate Korbel (rra-ah)
I slay like Jason, yo
Mark a second
Base motel (uh)
I stay raw 'cause the fake a fail (uh-uh)
Then she drop it on me like she from Atlantic
Go down under like she from Atlantis
I prolly politic her out her panties
She’s told me «keep it chill» I fucked her on a hammoc
No gas, I been on E
I just seen her smoke up all the weed
I just seen her burn up all the tree
Burn the leaf up in the third degree
Came from pickin' cotton in the field
To my girl pickin' cotton from Chanel
Seen the light, I’m lighting up this l
I’m a beam of light, I’m lightning, I’m for real
I just did it for my D-dogs and my B-dogs funk
I just did it for the CD’s in my baby mamma trunk
Blowin' herb out, took the word out
Please do the money swerve, now dance
I just made a plan with my dogs (I need all the money)
Put the money in the wall (I need all the money)
I might get a pistol, break the law (I need all the money)
This money gave me sauce (I need all the money)
I just made a plan with my dogs (I need all the money)
Put the money in the wall (I need all the money)
I might get a pistol, break the law (I need all the money)
This money gave me sauce (I need all the money)