All of Me
All of Me

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All of Me Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me what you do yeah yeah
I ain't had no money this shit new yeah yeah
Niggas hating now they call and say we cool yeah yeah
And I remember all the times there was niggas on sides talking nonsense
Bless you
Got my check up and now you nauseous
Yes you
Ima drop the tape and stop the talking
Yes you
Yes you
Yeah all I hear is shush
Sticking to the book, look
Niggas pay a ticket just to see me fucking cook
Shit be way too easy I be feeling like a crook
Know these niggas need me, pay my bills with just the hooks
Ima give myself a raise i'm the jefe Good deeds all mine, man I'm self made
Yeah you know that I'm hiring
Your shit ain't inspiring
All your shit expiring
All my niggas fire man
Woah, Woah, Woah
24/ 7 on the road
Everything that glitters isn't gold
You already know
No time to fold
Tell me what you do yeah yeah
I ain't had no money this shit new yeah yeah
Niggas hating now they call and say we cool yeah yeah
And I remember all the times there was niggas on sides talking nonsense
Bless you
Got my check up and now you nauseous
Yes you
Ima drop the tape and stop the talking
Yes you
Yes you
Yes you, holding on real strong
I need my baby back
Doubted me so long
Now we seeing Maybachs
Yeah we chillen layed back
And when the drama start to call
I see you looking for a way back
I see you need your baby back
But I ain't gonna let it happen no
Ain't no way back baby
Ain't no way back baby
I know the facts now baby
I know you need some tlc
I know you still want all of me
Yeah
All of me
All
All of me
All of me
All of me
All
All of me
Tell me what you do yeah yeah
I ain't had no money this shit new yeah yeah
Niggas hating now they call and say we cool yeah yeah
And I remember all the times there was niggas on sides talking nonsense
Bless you
Got my check up and now you nauseous
Yes you
Ima drop the tape and stop the talking
Yes you
Yes you
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Tell me what would you do
Tell me what would you do now
What would you do
Tell me what you do now
You gotta tell the truth now
Oh yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me what you do yeah yeah
I ain't had no money this shit new yeah yeah
Niggas hating now they call and say we cool yeah yeah
And I remember all the times there was niggas on sides talking nonsense
Bless you
Got my check up and now you nauseous
Yes you
Ima drop the tape and stop the talking
Yes you
Yes you
Yeah all I hear is shush
Sticking to the book, look
Niggas pay a ticket just to see me fucking cook
Shit be way too easy I be feeling like a crook
Know these niggas need me, pay my bills with just the hooks
Ima give myself a raise i'm the jefe Good deeds all mine, man I'm self made
Yeah you know that I'm hiring
Your shit ain't inspiring
All your shit expiring
All my niggas fire man
Woah, Woah, Woah
24/ 7 on the road
Everything that glitters isn't gold
You already know
No time to fold
Tell me what you do yeah yeah
I ain't had no money this shit new yeah yeah
Niggas hating now they call and say we cool yeah yeah
And I remember all the times there was niggas on sides talking nonsense
Bless you
Got my check up and now you nauseous
Yes you
Ima drop the tape and stop the talking
Yes you
Yes you
Yes you, holding on real strong
I need my baby back
Doubted me so long
Now we seeing Maybachs
Yeah we chillen layed back
And when the drama start to call
I see you looking for a way back
I see you need your baby back
But I ain't gonna let it happen no
Ain't no way back baby
Ain't no way back baby
I know the facts now baby
I know you need some tlc
I know you still want all of me
Yeah
All of me
All
All of me
All of me
All of me
All
All of me
Tell me what you do yeah yeah
I ain't had no money this shit new yeah yeah
Niggas hating now they call and say we cool yeah yeah
And I remember all the times there was niggas on sides talking nonsense
Bless you
Got my check up and now you nauseous
Yes you
Ima drop the tape and stop the talking
Yes you
Yes you
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Tell me what would you do
Tell me what would you do now
What would you do
Tell me what you do now
You gotta tell the truth now
Oh yeah

Writer(s): MICHAEL W. SMITH, CINDY MORGAN
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Capitol CMG Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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