All In One

Lyrics

[Intro: Chris Rock] Women, women, women What do y'all want? What the fuck do y'all want? Do you know what you want? Do you know where you're going? Dude that ? Do you know? What the fuck do women want? I know what you want…everything That's every woman's answer, "everything" Women want every fucking thing Women act like life is just a big sale, and shit [Verse 1: Dyme A Duzin] I had a few of the baddest Due to these musical tastes Couple of cool ones, some average Couple loose ones who down to "Do what it do" for the status Wifed a few, I'm embarrassed Couple beauties that had it Now they basura, it's tragic Abrea booty the fattest All our movies were classics Fucked the crew, now she married I'm thinking, "Who would do that shit?" Sara, my boo, out in Basal Oh, the beauty of balance Julie ain't have a booty But her medulla was magic I'm reminiscin' 'bout my past bitches The way I'm feelin' Got me skimmin' through your ass pictures That's facts for ya But I'm never coming back to ya This passion got me this cash And now it's a wrap for ya When you hear this song I hope you think about me I hope you tell your kids we dated and your seeds are salty Fuck what you thinking, mami And if there's somebody new Nobody knows, no wonder you do it forever [Chorus: Ambre' Perkins & Dyme-A-Duzin] These sweet memories of you Keep me creeping back to you All I need, all I want, all in one These sweet memories of you Keep me creeping back to you All I need (yeah), all I want (woah), all in one [Verse 2: Dyme-A-Duzin & Ambre' Perkins] Uh Badder bitches and some new addictions Bumpin' Bobby in my new edition My shorty told me keep it true, now listen From me to you, I'm giving me to you Came up in a decent school MCing had me on my scene Couldn't see me, I was feeling myself Cuttin' to cut my Puerto Rican boo Guess I couldn't have my cake and eat it too But shorty had the cake and I would eat it too I traded classes for cutty Good grades for the glory and shows rappers'd study Would you say a prayer for me if you actually loved me? Tryna actually make it, to toasting glasses with Puffy Politicking with Hova before all this shit over I make my momma and my city proud (city proud) I been holding all this soul, it's time to get it out (get it out) Hit the stage and get the bitches loud (bitches loud) Shorty swallow, never spit it out [Chorus: Ambre' Perkins & Dyme-A-Duzin] (All the ladies sing) These sweet memories of you (All the ladies sing) Keep me creeping back to you (Yeah) All I need, all I want (want), all in one (All the ladies sing) These sweet memories of you Keep me creeping back to you (uh) All I need (Hilltop shit), all I want (Dyma), all in one