Rick Ross All I Really Want Letras:
[THE-DREAM] All I want

[RICK ROSS]
Every time I call she just come
Cuz every time I call she get to cum
Damn I'm in love again look
what this shit done
When I used to keep a roll of
dem bitches like which one (one one)
(its the boss)

(radio killaaaaa)

Its not a dream baby

(radio killa killa killa)

Or is it a dream

[Rick Ross]
She graduated from the school of arts
Now she swimming in a pool of sharks
Roughest niggas with the coolest cars
Sophmore year had her 1st minaj
Better dc like go barrack
Girl drunk it like a fiji and
she blow my socks
Every night she comin thru
for me to fuck that
Found out she had a man I holla fuck that
Better give dat boy a bus pass
I see no competition baby girl a must have
My letters hinted on my mustache
The remy never did it or did it
make her bust fast
Good dick may a chick wanna cut class
The way I'm knockin on the door
they call it trespass
She my dime not the one I wanna curse at
Lookin fine real diamonds on a cutglass

[Chorus]
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People call you blind (people call you blind)
But all you need is me girl
(all you need is me girl)
Your all that's In my mind (oooo yeaahhh)
All you need is me girlllllll

[Hook]
All a nigga really want is you
All a nigga want is you [x4]

Who can hit it more faster
I'm talking authentic orgasms
Film that play it on a big plasma
Back to work juss a little bit faster
She say life is a journey
I need mine juss like my atourney
I get sued like a nigga switch shoes
Long money but he gotta a quick fuse
Ride slow but I'm in a quick car
Pause for a minute paint em' in a picture
Baby girl my money good
Who turned her on a nigga least kirk wood
Time to give that boy a bus pass
I see no competition baby girl a must have
She shines like a diamond
Motivation for my rhyming

[Chorus]

[Hook x4]

Suede pea coat with the gucci trim
Knew it was him by the gucci brim
We gotta do it B I G
I'm tryna hit the lottery in V I P
Green leafs in my shot glass
All night soul team had cirrock add
ain't nothin you can tell me
I'm on them hills like I'm jonathan kelsy
Told her friends that she felt me
We mad love thru the love hate lp
She my josephene baker
May need morphene the deeper that I take her
I'm a back breaker another tax bracket
Benz maybacher
Green bay packa
My life a movie so tonight
is where I jack her

[Chorus]

[Hook x4]
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