All That (Lady)

You know I love you like cooked food, I'm a good dude

Let's hit the roscoe's on pico, I'm in a hood mood

I'm sittin' here thinkin' 'bout all the things I could do

So what you should do is

Play your position for berkin bags, we poppin' tags

Her shoe game sick, we drinkin' ace out of red bottles

True gang shit, fuck with me and you're famous

Kanye'd my bitch, now she's away from the nameless

Camera flashes from strangers, turn a range to a manger

Jesus piece on the plate, yea my baby an angel

Fell straight up out of heaven into what we into

Who knew we'd grew into, whatever we into

That's too much for your mental so we snapback that

Game on point like the stripes on my gucc backpack

My ladybug, yea she cool like that

In them trues, why you move like that

You know my lady always on

She know I need it so

She know she can get

All that, all that, all that, all that, all that

My lady got me going

I'm where she already knows

She knows she can get

All that, all that, all that

Uh, you my lady

And that pussy feel like a haven

We can make babies, let's be creative

She say leave them tricks alone but I'm a skater

I love her like her daddy, told her no man would

I got a lot of bad bitches, she the only one good

I got her flowers for nothing, she smiling and blushing

If I don't answer my phone, then we probably fucking, ya

She love my tattoos

Ain't got no room for her name but I'm a make room

She let her hair down, we have a stare down

She said "I'm glad you ate it, where my cap & gown?"

Told her "I can be your chauffeur, " dick like a limo

Multiple orgasms, that's my m.o

Redbone pretty

I kiss her from her titty to her clitty

Look, my girl's sweet like my hotel floor

From where they ran through more keys than a hotel door, the d

Give her the d now the whole hotel know

Feel like I'm looking down from heaven screaming "oh, hell no!"

When you hop on top, girl, that's what it feel like

She always had a player back like them field lights

And every time I left it ain't feel right

Cheated on her and she stayed, that's just real life

Cause it's hard when you ain't on the same coast

Burning bread in the club so all these girls want toast

Hoes try and wave but we ain't on the same boat

They trying to sink everything that we made float

She told me 'bout her ex man, her old boy stories

And how she had a dildo, you know, toy stories

Don't fuck her on her period, ain't into horror stories

I take her to my favorite restaurant, she order for me

Cause she know me

I'm feeling your style

I'm loving your swag

I like how your jeans fit

You're killing that bag

You working them heels

Your diamonds are real

You give me the chills, girl

You all that...