All Good

All Good Lyrics

[DMX]
Love my niggaz, but where's my b**ches?
I love my niggaz, but where's my b**ches?
Love my niggaz, but where's my b**ches?
I love my niggaz, but where's my b**ches?

Chorus: DMX

It's all good, it's alright
f**k all day, f**k all night
Call my b**ches, cause wherever I go, y'all my b**ches
East to the West coast, all my b**ches

[DMX]
Yo
Chickens is good for pluckin so I'm stickin b**ches f**kin
Got em trickin while they suckin, give em dick and they be BUGGIN
I've done it all - from mackin two hoes on a three-way
Dominican hoes on B-way, country hoes in V-A
And they all say the same about my game it's tight
That's why every night a different group of b**ches start a fight
over some dick that they don't even own
All I'm givin them is the bone
Blowin up a niggaz phone, but ain't nobody home (damn)
I'm in the zone, tryin to do things
Let's turn this into a crew thing -- whassup girlfriend, you game?
Don't wonder why when I leave at night
It's because I thieve at night
I'm leavin b**ches not breathin right
I f**k they head up with some slick sh*t
Hit em off with some long dick sh*t
Make it some quick sh*t, but rip sh*t
Then I'm out, just like the trash on a Thursday
Knowin she'd be givin up the ass on the first date

Chorus 2X

[DMX]
Flocks of b**ches by the dozens, from sisters to cousins
Got em doin sh*t they said they wasn't ever gonna do
Like knowin I'd f**k the b**ch that she was close to
Still gave up the ass and dough, she was supposed to (what?)
Pictures of b**ches and flicks of chicks
Videos with the baddest hoes, suckin dick
It's the dog in me, that makes me do wrong
And honies can't help but get strung (why?)
Cause the game is too strong (okay)
I like em greedy, black like Edi
Eyes beady, willin to give to the needy
I done ran through em all, from around the way b**ches
to them outta state hoes, and even hittin gay b**ches
All I tell em is, 'Let me get that,' then it's on
Knock her motherf**kin boots, and then I'm gone
I got the white b**ches sayin, 'It's a black thing!'
Cause I leave that hoe with no dough and plenty of back pain

Chorus 2X

[DMX]
b**ches who get props, cause they know who can get got
And they can get shot, by the way a niggaz lip drop
Walk up in the spot, knowin what she want strictly
When hon wants the dickly, hon comes and gets me
Hits me, pays me, doesn't get crazy
Knows to be Swayze, cause that's daddy's baby
I keep them hoes in check, like the government
Hittin em off with nuttin BUT THE DICK, and they lovin it!
Huggin it, like it's they best friend, cause it is
Word to Miz, f**kin with tricks is just biz
I deal with strictly dimes
Got em committin they first crimes
Now she suckin dick, for the first time
And ain't no secret, bout how I freak it, when they sleep
didn't never know how I peeped it, then creeped it
That's how I know this must be that sh*t
I tell them b**ches, 'I'll be back,' and they believe that sh*t!

Chorus 4X

[DMX]
I love my niggaz, but where's my b**ches? (4X)
Nigga..