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Want It All Lyrics


Artist: Young Dolph

 

Want It All Lyrics

Want It All by Young Dolph


[Intro]
Ayeeee, yeah

[Verse 1]
That lil nigga in the city playin’ in all them foreigns
Got your baby mama in the penthouse shootin’ a porno
The only nigga to sell more P’s than Constance Jordan
Realest nigga in it, where my motherf**kin’ award at?
I grew up without it so I had to go get it
Hard head, bad ass, lil nigga don’t listen
Push one button in the coupe and it start up the ignition
I don’t see no competition
I’m too focused on millions
I just walked out the trap
Duffle bag and the strap
My b**ch is bad and I’m paid
100 just for my fade
Sent the 100 from LA
My ice too bright, where my shades?
That b**ch too thick, what’s her name?
b**ch I’m the man, I’m just sayin’
[Hook]
Diamonds with no flaws
My hoes come with no draws
Motherf**k the laws
Don’t nobody wanna work but everybody wanna ball
It ain’t about paper I don’t answer that phone call
I want it all
I do what I want, I might buy a drop full of phones
My new b**ch be thin, I put my old b**ch on pause
Smellin’ like a pound of kush walkin’ through the mall
I want it all
I want it all

[Verse 2]
Diamonds got no flaws
Your b**ch got no walls
And I ain’t got no ceilin’
f**k you and your b**ch feelin’s
Jumped up out the space ship rockin’ a Margiela sweater
Legend in the trap, boy they gave me a gold medal
If you ain’t about your paper lil nigga you better
Stash a million in the backyard with my shovel
Found some bad b**ches put ’em in a bed together
I’m a selfish nigga, all my bithces mine forever
Money countin’ machine and some rubber bands
My neck full of bling, couple hundred grand
I’m the, I’m the man
That’s all that I’m sayin’
Pitch a 100 pack of strong to ’em underhand

[Hook]
Diamonds with no flaws
My hoes come with no draws
Motherf**k the laws
Don’t nobody wanna work but everybody wanna ball
It ain’t about paper I don’t answer that phone call
I want it all
I do what I want, I might buy a drop full of phones
My new b**ch be thin, I put my old b**ch on pause
Smellin’ like a pound of kush walkin’ through the mall
I want it all
I want it all



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