All Yours
Uh
(Hahaha)
Yeah
Yeah
(This one ain't for my dawgs)
Me and the band
(Not at all)
Just a lil jam session
(This for my-)
Look
It ain't love we don't f*** after arguing (Uh)
I know you cum when you start shaking
No Parkinson's (Uh)
I'm trendsetter
I'ma f*** up
With all my flaws
Still looked at me
And said I love you (I love you)
Called you collect one night
I just wanted to hear your voice
With loving you
I never think I ever had a choice
Girl I fell for you, when I heard you speak
Was just a difference from those others
So with your love
I used to creep
She wanted TLC
I was off inside the streets
I did same thing to Jala (Man, fuck)
She wanted love and some peace
Her home girl had died and she confided in me
I was fucking off on Nia
Slow grinding like a motherfucking skater (like a motherfuckin' skater)
I'm Andre Triple 3 off of the weed
I see my daughter smile and pray
My flaws stopped with me
I would hate to hear her name
Having runs with the Police
Or putting trust in these n****s
When they as fake as can be (no, for real)
I hold my girl and cry
All the peace that she brings (no, for real)
I'm Edge and she Lita
If this was W.W.E.
She my bitch
Call her a bitch
Ima flip ya (Now if this isn't love?)
N****
(Why do I feel this way?)
(Why would I buss my gun for you?)
Love, man.
(Girl, If this isn't love?)
(Why do I feel this way?)
Whether that's good or bad
Lord, be with me though
Peace
(You gave)
(All your love)
(Love)
(Love)
(You gave)
(All your love)
(Whoo-hoo!!)
(Hahaha)
Yeah
Yeah
(This one ain't for my dawgs)
Me and the band
(Not at all)
Just a lil jam session
(This for my-)
Look
It ain't love we don't f*** after arguing (Uh)
I know you cum when you start shaking
No Parkinson's (Uh)
I'm trendsetter
I'ma f*** up
With all my flaws
Still looked at me
And said I love you (I love you)
Called you collect one night
I just wanted to hear your voice
With loving you
I never think I ever had a choice
Girl I fell for you, when I heard you speak
Was just a difference from those others
So with your love
I used to creep
She wanted TLC
I was off inside the streets
I did same thing to Jala (Man, fuck)
She wanted love and some peace
Her home girl had died and she confided in me
I was fucking off on Nia
Slow grinding like a motherfucking skater (like a motherfuckin' skater)
I'm Andre Triple 3 off of the weed
I see my daughter smile and pray
My flaws stopped with me
I would hate to hear her name
Having runs with the Police
Or putting trust in these n****s
When they as fake as can be (no, for real)
I hold my girl and cry
All the peace that she brings (no, for real)
I'm Edge and she Lita
If this was W.W.E.
She my bitch
Call her a bitch
Ima flip ya (Now if this isn't love?)
N****
(Why do I feel this way?)
(Why would I buss my gun for you?)
Love, man.
(Girl, If this isn't love?)
(Why do I feel this way?)
Whether that's good or bad
Lord, be with me though
Peace
(You gave)
(All your love)
(Love)
(Love)
(You gave)
(All your love)
(Whoo-hoo!!)
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Collins
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