All In One

[Intro: Chris Rock]

Women, women, women

What do y’all want?

What the fuck do y’all want?

Do you know what you want?

Do you know where you’re going?

Dude that

?

Do you know?

What the fuck do women want?

I know what you want…everything

That’s every woman’s answer, “everything”

Women want every fucking thing

Women act like life is just a big sale, and shit

[Verse 1: Dyme A Duzin]

I had a few of the baddest

Due to these musical tastes

Couple of cool ones, some average

Couple loose ones who down to

“Do what it do” for the status

Wifed a few, I’m embarrassed

Couple beauties that had it

Now they basura, it’s tragic

Abrea booty the fattest

All our movies were classics

Fucked the crew, now she married

I’m thinking, “Who would do that shit?”

Sara, my boo, out in Basal

Oh, the beauty of balance

Julie ain’t have a booty

But her medulla was magic

I’m reminiscin’ ‘bout my past bitches

The way I’m feelin’

Got me skimmin’ through your ass pictures

That’s facts for ya

But I’m never coming back to ya

This passion got me this cash

And now it’s a wrap for ya

When you hear this song I hope you think about me

I hope you tell your kids we dated and your seeds are salty

Fuck what you thinking, mami

And if there’s somebody new

Nobody knows, no wonder you do it forever

[Chorus: Ambre’ Perkins & Dyme-A-Duzin]

These sweet memories of you

Keep me creeping back to you

All I need, all I want, all in one

These sweet memories of you

Keep me creeping back to you

All I need (yeah), all I want (woah), all in one

[Verse 2: Dyme-A-Duzin & Ambre’ Perkins]

Uh

Badder bitches and some new addictions

Bumpin’ Bobby in my new edition

My shorty told me keep it true, now listen

From me to you, I’m giving me to you

Came up in a decent school

MCing had me on my scene

Couldn’t see me, I was feeling myself

Cuttin’ to cut my Puerto Rican boo

Guess I couldn’t have my cake and eat it too

But shorty had the cake and I would eat it too

I traded classes for cutty

Good grades for the glory and shows rappers’d study

Would you say a prayer for me if you actually loved me?

Tryna actually make it, to toasting glasses with Puffy

Politicking with Hova before all this shit over

I make my momma and my city proud (city proud)

I been holding all this soul, it’s time to get it out (get it out)

Hit the stage and get the bitches loud (bitches loud)

Shorty swallow, never spit it out

[Chorus: Ambre’ Perkins & Dyme-A-Duzin]

(All the ladies sing)

These sweet memories of you

(All the ladies sing)

Keep me creeping back to you

(Yeah)

All I need, all I want (want), all in one

(All the ladies sing)

These sweet memories of you

Keep me creeping back to you (uh)

All I need (Hilltop shit), all I want (Dyma), all in one