[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Every time I call, she just come
Cause every time I call, she get to cum
Damn, I'm a lover yet look what this chick done
When I used to keep a roll of them b**hes like "Which one?"
It's the the boss
Radio k**a
It's not a dream, baby
Radio k**a, k**a, or is it a dream?
She graduated from the school of arts
Now she swimmin' in the pool of sharks
Roughest n***as with the coolest cars
Soph*more year, had her first menage
Better D.C. like "Go Barack!"
Girl drunk it like a Fiji and she blowed my socks
Every night, she comin' through for me to f** that
Found out she had a man, I holla f** that
Better give that boy a bus pa**
I see no competition, baby girl a must have
My letters hinted on my mustache
But maybe not, but then again it made her bu*t fast
Good dick make a chick wanna cut cla**
The way I'm knockin' at the door, they call it trespa**
She my dime, not the one I wanna cuss at
Lookin' fine, real diamonds on the cut gla**
[Hook: The-Dream]
People call you blind
Oh, but all you need is me, girl
You're all that's in my mind
All you need is me, girl, uh, and all I want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Who can hit it mo' faster?
I'm talkin' authentic orgasms
Film that, play it on the big plasma
Back to work, just a lil bit faster
She say life is a journey
I need mine, just like my attorney
I get sued like a n***a switch shoes
Long money but he got 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 to Nicolas Kirkwood
Time to give that boy a bus pa**
I see no competition, baby girl a must have
She shines like a diamond
Motivation for my rhymin'
[Hook: The-Dream]
People call you blind
Oh, but all you need is me, girl
You're all that's in my mind
All you need is me, girl, uh, and all I want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
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 the V.I.P
Green leaves in my shot gla**
All night, soul team, a Ciroc ad
Ain't nothin' you can tell me
I'm on her heels like I'm Jonathan Kelsey
Told her friends that she felt me
We made love through the "Love/Hate" LP
She my Josephine Baker
May need morphine, the deeper that I take her
I'm a back breaker
Another text bracket, Benz Maybach-er
Green Bay Packa
My life a movie so tonight that's where to jack 'er
[Hook: The-Dream]
People call you blind
Oh, but all you need is me, girl
You're all that's in my mind
All you need is me, girl, uh, and all I want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you