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All of me (feat. $DtDaBickest) Video (MV)




Performed By: 2k Studios
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: TJ Easter, Dajon Thomas




2k Studios - All of me (feat. $DtDaBickest) Lyrics




Ahhh
Breaking down this weed im funny to get lit
Get lifty off this shit
I smoke real pack this shit really hittin
I thinking bout my dick
I'm out here thinkin bout a bag
F*ck dem horny ass hoes anyway nigga

I'm a shooting star
Bitch I'm a big star
I can't give my all to everybody
Cuz its never trust remember that

Keep grindin lil nigga
Cuz I know a nigga that never seen 5 bands yet nigga
I told the nigga keep goin stupid nigga
I was bustin moves
And busting all types of moves in that weird trolly
Got it out the mud
Now a nigga touchin more funds nigga
Touchin more funds
Steppin outside a nigga always drippin nigga
When I get that temper cut bitch over bitch
Look at em all staring
I think they wanna f*ck wit me
Not a killa but a thuga
But if I gotta up dis bitch up so be it
Love you lil bro dats my drilla nigga
I'm on the road to riches
I'm just waitin for dat one thing to pop off
Or dis money move shit to pop off
Ill disappear when I hit a mil
Matter fact disappear right now
Go find a meal nigga
No body rockin how im rockin
Lil baby go n get da knockin
If you broke you gotta get da kickin rockin
Why y'all all up n they pockets
Stop flockin ahhh
Go run it up ole brokey broke
Ole jokey jokes
I'm still knockin down sloppy joe's nigga

All da odd against me month of march gave em madnesses
Niggas tryna play me April fools dats a classic
Dis Baltimore n my weed got a nigga raven
Light speed movin fast n a spaceship
Its what I want but its not what I need
More bread den a nigga can eat
Not a bitch fussin fightin wit me
Gettin strips so there's more we can eat
Know we all we got
We gotta make it on our own
Takin risk, gone be rich, break da code
Runnin back like Lynch to the zone
We been fly like the bird US post
Got hell grams n the wood can you face it
Got hella hand n my hand can you take dick
Slow motion man it feel like dat matrix
Tighten up bout ball is you lacin
Gettin cheese bout to whip me up sum Mac Bitch
Jalen Greens used to put em n my mattress
Its on the floor pick up nigga crapin
Never trust a nigga wit yo bag they catfish

Ahhh
I'm a shooting star
Bitch I'm a big star
I can't give my all to everybody
Cuz its never trust remember that
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Ahhh
Breaking down this weed im funny to get lit
Get lifty off this shit
I smoke real pack this shit really hittin
I thinking bout my dick
I'm out here thinkin bout a bag
F*ck dem horny ass hoes anyway nigga

I'm a shooting star
Bitch I'm a big star
I can't give my all to everybody
Cuz its never trust remember that

Keep grindin lil nigga
Cuz I know a nigga that never seen 5 bands yet nigga
I told the nigga keep goin stupid nigga
I was bustin moves
And busting all types of moves in that weird trolly
Got it out the mud
Now a nigga touchin more funds nigga
Touchin more funds
Steppin outside a nigga always drippin nigga
When I get that temper cut bitch over bitch
Look at em all staring
I think they wanna f*ck wit me
Not a killa but a thuga
But if I gotta up dis bitch up so be it
Love you lil bro dats my drilla nigga
I'm on the road to riches
I'm just waitin for dat one thing to pop off
Or dis money move shit to pop off
Ill disappear when I hit a mil
Matter fact disappear right now
Go find a meal nigga
No body rockin how im rockin
Lil baby go n get da knockin
If you broke you gotta get da kickin rockin
Why y'all all up n they pockets
Stop flockin ahhh
Go run it up ole brokey broke
Ole jokey jokes
I'm still knockin down sloppy joe's nigga

All da odd against me month of march gave em madnesses
Niggas tryna play me April fools dats a classic
Dis Baltimore n my weed got a nigga raven
Light speed movin fast n a spaceship
Its what I want but its not what I need
More bread den a nigga can eat
Not a bitch fussin fightin wit me
Gettin strips so there's more we can eat
Know we all we got
We gotta make it on our own
Takin risk, gone be rich, break da code
Runnin back like Lynch to the zone
We been fly like the bird US post
Got hell grams n the wood can you face it
Got hella hand n my hand can you take dick
Slow motion man it feel like dat matrix
Tighten up bout ball is you lacin
Gettin cheese bout to whip me up sum Mac Bitch
Jalen Greens used to put em n my mattress
Its on the floor pick up nigga crapin
Never trust a nigga wit yo bag they catfish

Ahhh
I'm a shooting star
Bitch I'm a big star
I can't give my all to everybody
Cuz its never trust remember that
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Writer: TJ Easter, Dajon Thomas
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