All the Way

I had to get in tune
Chasing you is all I know
And I love to watch you grow
Can't get enough, Man I need me some 'mo

It's not enough
It's not enough

When I'm with you I'm fucking you up
Shopping up in Saks
Fucking up 'dem packs
You always stayed a stack
You always had my back
Just me and my bae
She look good like a bag
Your ass is getting fat
You feel good on my lap
And when I say bae, I'm talking 'bout this bag

I'm going all the way, All the way up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going all the way, All the way up
I'm going up, I'm going up
I'm going all the way, All the way up
I'm going up
I'm going up

Stack you up 'till you reach up to the ceiling
I'll add you up, if you missing I'll go drill 'em
I'll back it out, if they slipping then I'll stick 'em
Now go and point them out, ain't no face up on the victim
Let's take the market route I can show you how to flip 'em
I can show you how to get a bag, how to get this chicken
Man you gotta pay attention, man you really gotta listen
Bro you gotta think quick, cause these guys will catch you slipping
I was down on my dick
But I held on to the vision
And I know it makes them sick
That I gotta keep on winning
But I'm splashy with this drip
Ask me if my waves are spinning
I will tell you hell no
But this bag 'done got me living
All I gotta do is show
And your girl is down and willing
When I showed her all this 'dough
She was swallowing all my children

That's on me (Yeah)
That's on me (Yeah)

I'm going all the way, All the way up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going all the way, All the way up
I'm going up, I'm going up
I'm going all the way, All the way up
I'm going up
I'm going up (Yea)



Credits
Writer(s): Larry D. Loftin, Joseph P. Howell, Mark South, Keith Everette Horne
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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