All of the above
All of the above
All of the above
All of the above
All of the above
All of the above
All of the above
No love I don't need your love
I thought I told you I got all of the above
She fly as f*ck
Fly just like a dove
But she don't want no scrub no scrub
So I guess its a different path I go woah
The goal is to take over the world
Just like Mojojojo
Young mo young has the mojo
I'm running the block
Serving the rock
The streets are hot
Don't get shot
Sixteen Glocks
Look at the clock
Guns get cocked
Late night thoughts
I run through thots
I cause the damage though
We f*cked like animals before her man came home
I pull out the Fetti though
No R Kelly though
Just know I let it blow
He said don't let it go
The fear he let it show
I just might pop him though
Then I'm ghost
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the above
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the above
BG boutta smash that bitch
All of the above
BG boutta hit a lick
No I'm not a thug
Hit that nigga in his shit
He was talkin' rough
Light that nigga up
Light that nigga up
What you wanna do lil bitch
I ain't tryna cuff
I'm just tryna lust
I ain't tryna make love
F*ck is wrong with that lil bitch
All of the above
Sound like Bone Thugs sound like Bone Thugs
She taking all them Xan's
She tryna get in my pants
But I can't do that girl you know you got a man
I'm just tryna count up all these f*ckin bands
I'm just tryna get rich while I f*ckin can
I'm groovy on em
I'm groozy on em
I'm groovy
I'm on the beat and I aintt playin'
I'm on the beat and I aintt playing
I'm on the beat and I aintt playing
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the above
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the above
No scrubs
Hah
I aint tryna cuff
Im just tryna lust
I aint tryna make love
F*ck is wrong with that lil bitch
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the above
Mozart - All of the Above (feat. ENT BG) Lyrics
Mozart - All of the Above (feat. ENT BG) Lyrics
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All of the above
All of the above
All of the above
All of the above
All of the above
All of the above
All of the above
No love I don't need your love
I thought I told you I got all of the above
She fly as f*ck
Fly just like a dove
But she don't want no scrub no scrub
So I guess its a different path I go woah
The goal is to take over the world
Just like Mojojojo
Young mo young has the mojo
I'm running the block
Serving the rock
The streets are hot
Don't get shot
Sixteen Glocks
Look at the clock
Guns get cocked
Late night thoughts
I run through thots
I cause the damage though
We f*cked like animals before her man came home
I pull out the Fetti though
No R Kelly though
Just know I let it blow
He said don't let it go
The fear he let it show
I just might pop him though
Then I'm ghost
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the above
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the above
BG boutta smash that bitch
All of the above
BG boutta hit a lick
No I'm not a thug
Hit that nigga in his shit
He was talkin' rough
Light that nigga up
Light that nigga up
What you wanna do lil bitch
I ain't tryna cuff
I'm just tryna lust
I ain't tryna make love
F*ck is wrong with that lil bitch
All of the above
Sound like Bone Thugs sound like Bone Thugs
She taking all them Xan's
She tryna get in my pants
But I can't do that girl you know you got a man
I'm just tryna count up all these f*ckin bands
I'm just tryna get rich while I f*ckin can
I'm groovy on em
I'm groozy on em
I'm groovy
I'm on the beat and I aintt playin'
I'm on the beat and I aintt playing
I'm on the beat and I aintt playing
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the above
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the above
No scrubs
Hah
I aint tryna cuff
Im just tryna lust
I aint tryna make love
F*ck is wrong with that lil bitch
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the above
All of the above
All of the above
All of the above
All of the above
All of the above
All of the above
No love I don't need your love
I thought I told you I got all of the above
She fly as f*ck
Fly just like a dove
But she don't want no scrub no scrub
So I guess its a different path I go woah
The goal is to take over the world
Just like Mojojojo
Young mo young has the mojo
I'm running the block
Serving the rock
The streets are hot
Don't get shot
Sixteen Glocks
Look at the clock
Guns get cocked
Late night thoughts
I run through thots
I cause the damage though
We f*cked like animals before her man came home
I pull out the Fetti though
No R Kelly though
Just know I let it blow
He said don't let it go
The fear he let it show
I just might pop him though
Then I'm ghost
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the above
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the above
BG boutta smash that bitch
All of the above
BG boutta hit a lick
No I'm not a thug
Hit that nigga in his shit
He was talkin' rough
Light that nigga up
Light that nigga up
What you wanna do lil bitch
I ain't tryna cuff
I'm just tryna lust
I ain't tryna make love
F*ck is wrong with that lil bitch
All of the above
Sound like Bone Thugs sound like Bone Thugs
She taking all them Xan's
She tryna get in my pants
But I can't do that girl you know you got a man
I'm just tryna count up all these f*ckin bands
I'm just tryna get rich while I f*ckin can
I'm groovy on em
I'm groozy on em
I'm groovy
I'm on the beat and I aintt playin'
I'm on the beat and I aintt playing
I'm on the beat and I aintt playing
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the above
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the above
No scrubs
Hah
I aint tryna cuff
Im just tryna lust
I aint tryna make love
F*ck is wrong with that lil bitch
Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the Is you boutta hit a lick
All of the above
Did you really serve them bricks
All of the above
Are you really filthy rich
All of the above All of the above All of the above
Writer: Thethien Nguyen
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid