Have It All

(album: 5 And Better Series Vol. 4: 4.30.09 (Happy Birthday) - 2009)

Big plate, big dinner, bitch I'm a made nigga
Balling hobby, trust nobody, me and my gravedigger
I'ma have it all, I'ma have it all, I'ma have it, I'ma have it all
Cool nigga, smooth nigga, girl I ain't playing with ya
Get lost or get the picture, don't let the gate hit ya
I'ma have it all, I'ma have it all, I'ma have it, I'ma have it all

Shorty psychic
See, we just met and she know how I like it
I piped it, told her I'm the one she should spend the night with
I hyped it, juiced her, Kama Sutra, my timing's super
King, ruler, won't nobody do ya like I'ma do ya
Screw ya bring them to see ya, see Kia likes the ladies too
Two different sets of hands, oops, look what you made me do
That body made for Blue, low down dog and player
That maybe true, Mercedes cool, since 1982
G'd up, feet up, talking big and smoking weed up
Right and left hand on the D cup now lay down and put your knees up
Can you keep up? I raise my level
Pick up my pace, if you break down, I guess I gotta settle
Pick up your face
I ain't gon chase, them bitches chase me
All the way back to the crib, from AC to taste me
They on my shit, I'm 'bout my flip, know how to stock a grip
My life is real, ain't nothing silver spoon or chocolate chip
'Bout time I hit

Big plate, big dinner, bitch I'm a made nigga
Balling hobby, trust nobody, me and my gravedigger
I'ma have it all, I'ma have it all, I'ma have it, I'ma have it all
Cool nigga, smooth nigga, girl I ain't playing with ya
Get lost or get the picture, don't let the gate hit ya
I'ma have it all, I'ma have it all, I'ma have it, I'ma have it all

Nah, ain't no hello, be stiletto back to the fucking ghetto
Local nigga, foreign pedal, handle the fucking metal
Money's the devil, pussy follows right behind
I'm out my mind who want say it's not my time?
I'm 'bout my hustle, 'bout my grind
I'm so high, and I don't even know why
I'm still here wasting time with you, you got to go ma
No I'm not them other niggas, that fall in love with bitches
See I'm a different kind, I'm out here getting mine
I've got a money smell, top-down, no fucking L
Glock down, I'm smoking big, trapped inside this fucking hell
You want all he got, Gucci, Prada, Chanel
Louis, Chloe and Fendi, bread and a two-door Bentley
My hood polluted, there's shooting, boosting, and prostitution
Ain't no snoozing, that brings losing, just keep the product moving
I wake up with my G, that's how it has to be
If I ain't mack on these bitches, then they'd be macking me

Big plate, big dinner, bitch I'm a made nigga
Balling hobby, trust nobody, me and my gravedigger
I'ma have it all, I'ma have it all, I'ma have it, I'ma have it all
Cool nigga, smooth nigga, girl I ain't playing with ya
Get lost or get the picture, don't let the gate hit ya
I'ma have it all, I'ma have it all, I'ma have it, I'ma have it all