Got It All

Blxst

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    One look at you and my heart knew
    You were the one for me
    Not the type of nigga to brag, my lady got it all
    Ayy, yeah, she poppin' but never poppin' off
    Plus she bad and bougie to top it off
    Tell whoever trippin' they can knock it off
    Not the type of nigga to brag, lil' baby got it all, yeah
    Am I wrong to just want to show you off? Hey
    Only right I chop it, the top is off
    So tell whoever trippin'
    You the type that make me boss up
    I've been coolin' but you movin' with some hot stuff
    Might just blow it, it don't matter what it cost us
    Baby, bring it to the table like a potluck, yeah
    And they be tellin' me it's not love
    But they don't know who they speakin' on, it's not us
    You can't tell me what you got is not drugs
    'Cause I'm addicted, can you come and let me cop up? Yeah
    And girl, you got me locked up, they won't let me out
    Dealin' with these bitches, they just stress me out
    You the one I want to come and bless me now, uh
    Right now, like, right now, like
    Not the type of nigga to brag, my lady got it all
    Ayy, yeah she poppin' but never poppin' off
    Plus she bad and bougie to top it off
    Tell whoever trippin', they can knock it off
    Not the type of nigga to brag, lil' baby got it all, yeah
    Am I wrong to just want to show you off? (On God)
    Only right I chop it, the top is off
    So tell whoever trippin' they can knock it off
    Don't talk just pay attention
    Even good girls gotta pay commission
    Word on the street is that you got it all
    I wanna press every button till you turn bad
    Joint in my mouth for the look, baby
    I'm the type you read about in the newspaper
    I'm the type to take you out in the new Mercedes
    Windows down, music loud, I was born to make it
    I slide right in if her sheets is satin
    Talk still cheap, I'm about those actions
    Real satisfaction, true thug passion
    She look good in high heels, open toes, Air Maxes
    I'm not
    Not the type of nigga to brag, my lady got it all (yeah)
    Ayy, yeah she poppin' but never poppin' off
    Plus she bad and bougie to top it off
    Tell whoever trippin' they can knock it off
    Not the type of nigga to brag, lil' baby got it all, yeah
    Am I wrong to just want to show you off? Ayy
    Only right I chop it, the top is off
    So tell whoever trippin' they can knock it off
    Ah, yeah
    Uh
    Yeah
    Got it all
    She got it all
    That nigga Blxst
    Dom Kennedy
    Still gettin' fly

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