Greedy

Lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J] It's Blood Money Yeah, ho [Chorus: Juicy J & 2 Pistols] I want all the kush (Kush), I want all the bottles (Bottles) I want all the cash, I wanna fuck all the models (Greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Gr-greedy) (Greedy, greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Juicy J, I want it all) I want all the kush (Kush, uh-huh), I want all the bottles (Bottles, uh-huh) I want all the cash (Yes, sir), I wanna fuck all the models (Greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Gr-greedy) (Greedy, greedy) I want it all, I want it all [Verse 1: 2 Pistols] All the-all these bad bitches in my section, salute When-when I leave the club straight flexin', no roof Big house suite brand of protection, come through I'm only in town for the night, snooze, you lose 2 Pistols, I get dough, Juicy J my kinfolk Trip-trippin', trippin', trippin', just relax and blow this kush, ho I'm bouncin' on these niggas, you a worker, pretender Giuseppe my shoes, Givenchy fit to go with 'em My clique full of them killers, mon-mon-money makin' go-getters Came a long way from dope dealin', st-still focused up on these millions Want it all, want it all, whoever act I offend, fuck y'all-y'all I'm greedy, I'm greedy, mon-money, pussy, good weed, I need it-need it [Chorus: Juicy J & 2 Pistols] I want all the kush (Kush, yeah), I want all the bottles (Bottles, yeah) I want all the cash, I wanna fuck all the models (Greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Gr-greedy) (Greedy, greedy) I want it all, I want it all (I want it all) I want all the kush (Kush, yeah), I want all the bottles (Bottles, yeah) I want all the cash, I wanna fuck all the models (Greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Greedy) (Greedy, greedy) I want it all, I want it all [Verse 2: 2 Pistols] I got twenty-five model broads, we be textin' They all prayin' to they God that I bless 'em Mon-money, yeah, I talk fluent, you a broke nigga goin' through it Spend a hunnid bands on Jordans, and I only wear 'em I'm recordin' Just a young nigga from Florida, used to get it from 'cross the water Can't pick enough, I want more of, everything, everything Hunnid bottles, let's turn up, bounce that ass, bitch, go dumb Fifty thousand ones, throw them, salute to the made niggas in here Kush too loud, the haters, I can't hear them, in them red bottoms, I'm killin' them Coulda-coulda fucked your bitch, I wasn't feelin' her, but your-but your lil' sister, I'm drillin' her My Rolex, I like the billin' up, money stacked tall to the ceilin' up I'm ballin' bitch, can't give a fuck, in-in the fast lane, tastin' more bucks [Chorus: Juicy J & 2 Pistols] I want all the kush (Kush, yeah), I want all the bottles (Bottles, yeah) I want all the cash, I wanna fuck all the models (Greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Gr-greedy) (Greedy, greedy) I want it all, I want it all (I want it all) I want all the kush (Kush, yeah), I want all the bottles (Bottles, yeah) I want all the cash, I wanna fuck all the models (Greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Greedy) (Greedy, greedy) I want it all, I want it all I want all the kush (Kush, yeah), I want all the bottles (Bottles, yeah) I want all the cash, I wanna fuck all the models (Greedy) I want it all, I want it all (Gr-greedy) (Greedy, greedy) I want it all, I want it all (I want it all) I want all the kush (Kush, yeah), I want all the bottles (Bottles, yeah) I want all the cash, I wanna fuck all the models I want it all, I want it all I want it all, I want it all