All I Had lyrics

by

Trey Songz


[Hook]
Told you when I started all I had was a dollar
Tryna put the cheese with the bread, red lobster
I been getting money since you n*ggas was a toddler
Feeling crazy cause I mix the brown with the cha cha

[Verse 1]
I feel like it's baseball every time I want her
Hit a home run and she know that I'mma dodge her
Shout out all my dogs, all my day 1 partners
Can't go on the road cause they kill us and they rob us
She say that I'm OG, but she's just a groupie
Don't know nothing bout to add edemame with sriracha
Girl I'm 'bout to OD cause that pus*y so clean
Tongue it how you want it, I'mma make that pus*y slobber
Got it like a dope fiend, feeling like the old me
Make my meat cream like the noodles and the pasta
Yeah you know they chose me and I brought the homies
Coach right behind me like my name Shaka
Turn into a OG, smoking on the same thing
Shout to Mike Ang, pus*y, money never change me
n*gga you don't know me, you don't know a damn thing
Bullet BG, known to bullet like the hamstring
20/20 vision, still Virginia n*gga, can't see
How I made it this far f*cking with the melodies
And the way I'm living man, swear a n*gga can't see
How I snap a stripper in the world with no enemies
Gang get to change yeah, still I see the tendencies
Strange how your friends turn right into the enemy
Ask them what they doing, you gon' hear a lot of finna be's
Meanwhile, I be outchea working like there's 10 of me
Gone off the assets, better for the sex sex
Plus they say I'm angry when I be off that Hennessy
Say it with your chest, chest, n*ggas love to flex, flex
I could give a f*ck if it ain't about a check, check
Then I gotta get me the next check, baby said I gotta be the best sex
D's on a b*tch, got a fresh set, squeeze on a b*tch, made a mess, mess
I got the top so I know that's what she wanting from me
I dropped the top cause you know it's California sunny
There's nothing to it, I be stunting through it
They fronting through it, they washed up
I private ship, ride this big di*k
And I pus*y f*ck around, chalked up
They got money, they got cars
But they not boss cause they not us
I had a n*ggas give my last to me
They still f*ck around and got cut
Who says something? Who took something?
Who stole something? Who got us?
No n*gga, you done heard wrong
This the wrong tunes to the wrong song
I don't know what's really going on
I don't really give a f*ck about it
sh*t them songs really been going on
n*ggas would have hit me up about it
[Hook]
Told you when I started all I had was a dollar
Told you when I started all I had was a dollar
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