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All My Girls (feat. Apartment VII) Video (MV)




Performed By: God
Language: English
Length: 4:08
Written by: Hassan Oiku, Leke Zeke




God - All My Girls (feat. Apartment VII) Lyrics




All my girls are prolly wasted too
And in their eyes is painted black and blue
She don't know if she spent her night on the moon
Just trynna get back to you uh
Trynna get back to you
The reason you don't see the things I see
Is Cz you too busy molling up that green (Shh)
If you ask me I still pour you a drink
It's all the things that you do uhh it's all the things that you do

We make up
Break up
You're the only one that I need and
Calling all day you don't pick up
Buh if I got a spliff we could link up
In the morning
You wake up
Pop another pill now you faded
And I know you love what the trip does
I wish you do me like you do this drugs
Am happy if you alright
And when you dancing all night
And I do not mean to fight
Eh yea eh yea eh yea eh yea
Medication is not a crime
Am glad the drugs in your mind
Buh sometimes you just gotta try
(Eh yea eh yea eh yea eh yea)
Wasted not a waste of time
(Yea yea)
A sip of Henny makes it fine
(Yea yea)
Some moments you just can't rewind
(Yea yea)
Eh yea eh yea eh yea eh yea
You tell me say you hate the loud
But you just love to hear the sound
The cruz was lost buh now it's found
And the dope brings all my girls to the yard

All my girls are prolly wasted too
And in their eyes is painted black and blue
She don't know if she spent her night on the moon
Just trynna get back to you uh
Trynna get back to you
The reason you don't see the things I see
Is Cz you too busy molling up that green
If you ask me I still pour you a drink
It's all the things that you do uhh it's all the things that you do

What's the point of everything
At the edge of the abyss
We realize too late that ignorant might be cheaper than drugs
Our young lovers know how desperate for bliss we are
So are we gonna make love?
Live our crazies fantasies
Baby I could get you out from the bathroom of an Irish dive bar
All the things that we talk about when we get like this
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All my girls are prolly wasted too
And in their eyes is painted black and blue
She don't know if she spent her night on the moon
Just trynna get back to you uh
Trynna get back to you
The reason you don't see the things I see
Is Cz you too busy molling up that green (Shh)
If you ask me I still pour you a drink
It's all the things that you do uhh it's all the things that you do

We make up
Break up
You're the only one that I need and
Calling all day you don't pick up
Buh if I got a spliff we could link up
In the morning
You wake up
Pop another pill now you faded
And I know you love what the trip does
I wish you do me like you do this drugs
Am happy if you alright
And when you dancing all night
And I do not mean to fight
Eh yea eh yea eh yea eh yea
Medication is not a crime
Am glad the drugs in your mind
Buh sometimes you just gotta try
(Eh yea eh yea eh yea eh yea)
Wasted not a waste of time
(Yea yea)
A sip of Henny makes it fine
(Yea yea)
Some moments you just can't rewind
(Yea yea)
Eh yea eh yea eh yea eh yea
You tell me say you hate the loud
But you just love to hear the sound
The cruz was lost buh now it's found
And the dope brings all my girls to the yard

All my girls are prolly wasted too
And in their eyes is painted black and blue
She don't know if she spent her night on the moon
Just trynna get back to you uh
Trynna get back to you
The reason you don't see the things I see
Is Cz you too busy molling up that green
If you ask me I still pour you a drink
It's all the things that you do uhh it's all the things that you do

What's the point of everything
At the edge of the abyss
We realize too late that ignorant might be cheaper than drugs
Our young lovers know how desperate for bliss we are
So are we gonna make love?
Live our crazies fantasies
Baby I could get you out from the bathroom of an Irish dive bar
All the things that we talk about when we get like this
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Writer: Hassan Oiku, Leke Zeke
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