Little More
I want it all, we want it all
Turnt up, but let's turn it up a little more
I want it all, we want it all
Turnt up, but let's turn it up a little more
I got the pills with no Cosby
She trying to chill in the cosmic, be with the stars and the moon
I just deposit the bills my best friend is my account
Aye, you little niggas get allowance, she give it up throw the towel
Blowing sour and its foul, (technical) wheel of fortune buying vowels
Don't want to hate on me now, I'm out in vegas faded at Tao
Let's take these shots and I'm taking you down, seen you last night you a stranger right now, how
You niggas be capping like Barry Bonds, you niggas be capping like early 2000's,
I get the W like I'm from Shaolin niggas don't fuck with you, you're not allowed in
I want to party, who got something, 1942, who's fucking something
Can't get enough, let's fuck it up, give me what you got, I can take it all
I want it all, we want it all
Turnt up, but let's turn it up a little more
I want it all, we want it all
Turnt up, but let's turn it up a little more
Turn up the volume, she ate a valium, we got so lost that I'm glad that I found you
She ain't a question my watch is rollie, I feel like Raekwon when he had on a snowbeach
Me I'm out in Paris with model bitches, brand new titties still got the stitches, so many options i'm optimistic
Don't see no haters my opps submissive
I got the vision, Thomas ford lenses, community no white picked fences
I'll do you a favor, I gave you a mention, I got to much flavor there's no way I could blend in
Why you so mad at me
Should be a fan of me
I just 180 a bitch
Now she need plan B
Turn up the volume, she ate a valium, we got so lost that I'm glad that I found you
Turn up the volume, she ate a valium, we got so lost that I'm glad that I found you
I want to party, (I want to party)
Who got something (who got something)
1942 (42)
Who's fucking something (fucking something)
Can't get enough (get enough)
Let's fuck it up (let's fuck it up)
Give me what you got, I can take it all.
I want it all, we want it all
Turnt up, but let's turn it up a little more
I want it all, we want it all
Turnt up, but let's turn it up a little more
Turnt up, but let's turn it up a little more
I want it all, we want it all
Turnt up, but let's turn it up a little more
I got the pills with no Cosby
She trying to chill in the cosmic, be with the stars and the moon
I just deposit the bills my best friend is my account
Aye, you little niggas get allowance, she give it up throw the towel
Blowing sour and its foul, (technical) wheel of fortune buying vowels
Don't want to hate on me now, I'm out in vegas faded at Tao
Let's take these shots and I'm taking you down, seen you last night you a stranger right now, how
You niggas be capping like Barry Bonds, you niggas be capping like early 2000's,
I get the W like I'm from Shaolin niggas don't fuck with you, you're not allowed in
I want to party, who got something, 1942, who's fucking something
Can't get enough, let's fuck it up, give me what you got, I can take it all
I want it all, we want it all
Turnt up, but let's turn it up a little more
I want it all, we want it all
Turnt up, but let's turn it up a little more
Turn up the volume, she ate a valium, we got so lost that I'm glad that I found you
She ain't a question my watch is rollie, I feel like Raekwon when he had on a snowbeach
Me I'm out in Paris with model bitches, brand new titties still got the stitches, so many options i'm optimistic
Don't see no haters my opps submissive
I got the vision, Thomas ford lenses, community no white picked fences
I'll do you a favor, I gave you a mention, I got to much flavor there's no way I could blend in
Why you so mad at me
Should be a fan of me
I just 180 a bitch
Now she need plan B
Turn up the volume, she ate a valium, we got so lost that I'm glad that I found you
Turn up the volume, she ate a valium, we got so lost that I'm glad that I found you
I want to party, (I want to party)
Who got something (who got something)
1942 (42)
Who's fucking something (fucking something)
Can't get enough (get enough)
Let's fuck it up (let's fuck it up)
Give me what you got, I can take it all.
I want it all, we want it all
Turnt up, but let's turn it up a little more
I want it all, we want it all
Turnt up, but let's turn it up a little more
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Petrolawicz, Franklin Leon Wilkie Ii
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