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letra de i got em all - garry with two r's

i got em all lyrics
[intro]

i got ‘em all
i got ‘em all
i got ‘em all
i got ‘em all
i got ‘em all
i got ‘em all
i got ‘em all
i got ‘em

[verse one]

i get everything just how i want it
with a large side of fries on it
you know if i put my mind to it
it blow up like a mine don’t it
i don’t care what’s cool to do
that change up with the times don’t it
soon as i start to hone in
i build a motha’ f-ckin’ home on it
i don’t like to carry on and on
when we can be settled with it right now
and i don’t care bout bein’ right
cause i don’t never really write it down
i don’t f-ck around with funny business
cause i ain’t neva’ been a fan of clowns
i get it jumpin’ like a beat down
you won’t box me out for the rebound
i will not back off at all
not with my back to the wall
not with my back to the edge of the cliff
i will keep movin’ forward
i will not fall
i just go nuts like the two things inside of my drawers
she take a peek and she say oh my god
grab it and jab it in back of her jaws
usin’ her hands as she jackin’ me off
i feel a special way
i might just levitate
i heard all this sh-t before
it doesn’t resonate
so what is a bomb
if it never detonate
i’m deep in this b-tch
i paint on the walls
i’m bout to redecorate
i say what i mean
i mean what i say no need to reiterate
[hook]

the hoes with me
i got ‘em all
the shroom the tree
i got ‘em all
the cold the heat
i got ‘em all
i set the scene
i got ‘em all
the hoes with me
i got ‘em all
the shroom the tree
i got ‘em all
the cold the heat
i got ‘em all
i set the scene
i got ‘em all
the hoes with me
i got ‘em all
the shroom the tree
i got ‘em all
the cold the heat
i got ‘em all
i set the scene
i got ‘em all
the hoes with me
i got ‘em all
the shroom the tree
i got ‘em all
the cold the heat
i got ‘em all
i set the scene
i got ‘em
[verse two]

i no longer need for you f-ckas’ to feel me
i’m feelin’ myself like i’m fappin’ now
i see how you act
lil’ b-tch stick to the script
or you bein’ a part of the cast is out
i’m not even drunk
but i’m blackin’ out
i’m runnin’ this b-tch takin’ laps around
i might get higher than bobby brown
she play the d
but can’t lock me down
i’m out of here baby i got to go
don’t ask were i’m headed
you ought to know
i’m makin’ this bread
b-tch i’m rollin’ dough
i beat up a beat hoe we toe to toe
got way too much money to go for broke
i get what i came for
i’m goin’ ghost
quit playin’ with me baby no we ain’t close
you ain’t even in the barrio
i don’t need p-ssy i got it though
i don’t know the future i profit though
sh-t all of that talkin’ ain’t poppin’ hoe
i seen n-ggas rise and then topple over
i might do you dirty and mop you over
i ain’t been drinking
i still ain’t sober
i open up shop
but i’m still a closer
good with the roc like i’m close to hova
i shoot in yo’ face
i ain’t crossin’ over
and if you got money then toss it over
the weight of the world sittin’ on my shoulders
i carry it all until garry over
they are not colder than me i’m frozen
i’m hard as the tip of yo’ areola
the sh-t that i smoke got a heavy odor
ain’t no holdin’ me back baby i’m a goer
[hook]

- garry with two rs

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