Tony Jones - Everything You Want (Feat. The Game) | Текст песни

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• Everything You Want (Feat. The Game)

[Hook]
New shoes, got out new canoes
Doper in the vip room with some new hoes
New car, we got some new dope
Got a couple racks and what you know
2 more could bring out everything you want
Everything you want,
You want everything we got
You want everything we got
My nigga on, new watch, with the magic chain
You said you got it like we got it but it’s not the same

Ah, man we got everything you want nigga
You get money and everything, but our pockets bigger
And we live everything you wishing for
So when we talk it’s best you listen hoe
Your necklace shine, mine glistens though
You might get some pussy, but you kissing em
And I know just why you be dissing for
Cause we be shining like a kitchen floor
We everything you not, and we might pull up in that drop
We might pull up in that range
You can’t judge us, we’re too hot
We don’t never wait in line
When we come, pull up to that spot
We go straight to vip and then you see them bottles pop
When you stink in vip man it’s ok cause you get caught
We bout to throw your fuck ass out
You outside in that parking lot
You there my section, you don’t know me
You got dough, y’all gotta show me
Cause I’m falling in the west
Like captain jackson, …kobe

[Hook]
New shoes, got out new canoes
Doper in the vip room with some new hoes
New car, we got some new dope
Got a couple racks and what you know
2 more could bring out everything you want
Everything you want,
You want everything we got
You want everything we got
My nigga on, new watch, with the magic chain
You said you got it like we got it but it’s not the same

I make it to a million dollars
Walking the illest … a million bijon shirts
I can pop a million collars
I can pop a glock, I can pop a molly
We just fuck but ever man I mean
I pop a stain color
Catch me and child talking blinks trucks with foreigners
Or catch me in the hills, heated up like chris donner
But the only thing suicide is these red doors
And if they open, last thing you’re seeing is my bread force
I’m a killer, do my dirt all by my loner
Cause I got too much love for my homies
Send em to the pen cause shit I can do myself
Choppa on the bottom, extendos on the top shelf
I’m a top chef in the kitchen I’m lock ness
Monster when I rip it, so ain’t a rock in the pot left
It’s the type that rhyme, is that your girl in
Fuck her pussy, she cookin this dope till the world ends

[Hook]
New shoes, got out new canoes
Doper in the vip room with some new hoes
New car, we got some new dope
Got a couple racks and what you know
2 more could bring out everything you want
Everything you want,
You want everything we got
You want everything we got
My nigga on, new watch, with the magic chain
You said you got it like we got it but it’s not the same

All these girls in my section about to dance
We gonn turn it up for real, and y’all know dog …
A lot of money and numbers from models homie you my past
If you bump into my men, a part of you understand man it’s
Gonn be a lot drinking, plenty fucking
Man if we ain’t balling, I just offer nothing
We everything you not, and we might pull up in that drop
We might pull up in that range
You can’t touch us we too hot
We be living y’all be hurting
Dog I bet you ain’t even know your girl be freaking
She be squirting nigga

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