All I Need (Feat. K Kamp)

All I need is Uh huh, you know what it is All I need is You ain't gonna trust yo bitch after tonight Uh huh, I'mma make her whore out All I need is one more drank, two more blunts, three more bitches Four more zips, five more minutes All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank, two more blunts, three more bitches Four more zips, five more minutes All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more skank, dirty pussy, suck my dick Scary movie, I let her use me, all in her mouth My dick in her booty, we all on the couch, the cameras is out And she say she a virgin, bitch, shut the fuck uuupp I'm 'bout my bread, gettin' throwed, gettin' blowed Gettin' trippy, gettin' lit on these hoes Fuck 'em slow, in my cup, Colt 45, high as fuck Twenty dab, hundred for the thousand dollar tab Conjure my cab All I need is one more drank, two more blunts, three more bitches Four more zips, five more minutes All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank, two more blunts, three more bitches Four more zips, five more minutes All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank, one more drank Look, all she need is one more shot, that bitch lit, you can tell Put this package, in yo box, you got mail Smoke one more, touch that cloud, this that loud That lil bitch, she get active, she get wild We turnt up, too much liquor you can't hold me Liked her pic, fucked her friend, now she know me Drop my top, out that roof, that's that Rollie Girl don't play, I'm right here, you gon' show me All I need is one more drank, two more blunts, three more bitches Four more zips, five more minutes All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank, two more blunts, three more bitches Four more zips, five more minutes All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank, one more drank Damn I miss the '90s, yeah shit was wild We was livin' like rock stars, droppin' Mystic Styles Ain't nobody else believe in what we was puttin' down Nigga almost homeless trying to get it off the ground No support everybody thought we never be shit Tryna start our own label on some Master P shit Tryna get some distribution majors labels ain't feelin' us Doors slammed in our face, still ain't givin' up Still on the grind, still on the rise Even had to sell my whip to pay for studio time Made a name, made some change, got respect, got some fame Now they love our shit, cuz we made our own lane Tryna sign everybody, put some money in their pockets Had a ball on the rug, every night we had it poppin' They ain't hold us down, did it on our own With our backs on da wall, we put plaques on the wall Then the problems started picking up, posse start splitting up People started switching up, we still not giving up I love them though, we been through it all They're my brothers though, now that's some real shit We weren't always rich, we didn't have a pot to piss Hustle harder than a bitch, slanging records like they bricks From the ground to the throne, its been a hell of a trip Bring me one more drank, while I sit and reminisce