All That’s Got To Go lyrics

[Machine]
Wednesday 4:20p.m
[1st Lady]
Don't you f*ckin' hang up on me!
Who the f*ck do you think you are?
You know who the f*ck your hangin up on?
Don't f*ckin' hang up on me!
[J.D.]
I'm sick of these b*tches man
[Machine]
Wednesday 8:20p.m
[2nd Lady]
Jermaine!!!!!, where are you?
[J.D.]
Oh God, God, mo' b*tches
You know I'm getting real sick of all these sl*tty ass b*tches
[DaBrat]
I'm about sick of these dumb motherf*ckers on bullsh*t
[J.D.]
Well, you know b*tches be playin' too many games you know
We don't play no games
[DaBrat]
Man f*ck n*ggas all you dumb motherf*ckers trip

[Chorus]
[J.D.]
Now playas don't you hate when the girl try to make you wait
When you know deep down she wanna get down
But she keep talking you to death and playing around
[DaBrat]
Now ladies (Huh?)
Don't you hate
When a n*gga try try to f*ck on the first date
Thinking that we mean yes when we say no
And ain't spent no dough
n*gga all that's got to go
[1st Verse]
[DaBrat]
It's funny how n*ggas get a b*tch bent
And wanna f*ck 'til their stiff di*k get limp
Gotta pay for my sh*t, my rent, my six
Love me like I love the dough with interest
I don't flush with no broke n*gga, regardless
If it's hard then it start spinnin'
Keep me grinning
With phat sh*t
We can f*ck 'til the springs
Pop on the mattress
The fact is I'm a fly b*tch
I show that
You motherf*ckers would love to hit it and Brat know that
Some of y'all give head too quick in the bed too quick
First think of them chips
b*tch if he leave you could still breathe
Through the week with a few G-Stacks easy
If it's me you wanna get at I'm Brid-at
Invest in some pus*y ass that's phit-at

[Chorus]

[2nd Verse]
[J.D.]
Now it's funny how b*tches get a n*gga bent
Trying to act so god damn innocent
Wit all that sh*t y'all put us through
And y'all know you want it as bad as we do
I'm one of the few that can see through sh*t
I don't do sh*t 'til we do sh*t, rich b*tch
So the trickin ain't nothing
And if I trick somebody f*ckin'
Now I'm a playa I show that
And what I do don't stop, know that
See a lot of y'all trick and get got
Not me if I trick I get head on the spot
On the bed, in the drop, on the elevator all the way to the top
See it taste good don't it?
So why the f*ck y'all front
When you know you want it
[Chorus]

[LaTocha Scott]
When I need the money I know who to hit
When I make the call you better jump to it
I'm tired of ya'll acting like y'all don't trick
'Cause when I call you jump jump jump to it

[Chorus To End]