BJ The Chicago Kid - All On Me lyrics

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BJ The Chicago Kid - All On Me lyrics

(Verse 1) Got up with her around three Said she just wanted to talk But I know she had a drink or two or three But then it went wrong We’ve been friends for many years Sometimes I was like a close brother So I still can’t believe in one nigh Two friends become lovers (Chorus) Now it’s all on me And it’s all on you Yeah it’s all on the both of us girl Now what we gon do Said it’s all on me And it’s all on you Said it’s all on the both of us girl Now what we gon do? (Verse 2) Yeah we used to flirt here and there Even though we both knew we had to stop Before it got too out of hand Even though I knew I could beat it up like a cop And I heard when you drink They say the truth comes out Well I’ll tell you what After we done we’ll see just how it all pan out (Chorus) Now it’s all on me And it’s all on you Yeah it’s all on the both of us girl Now what we gon do Said it’s all on me And it’s all on you Said it’s all on the both of us girl Now what we gon do? (Verse 3) I’m with it if you with it You just can’t tell nobody That I touch your body Don’t let nobody around They be mad as a motherf**er Mad as a motherf**ker You’re so bad You’re still bad as a motherf**er Yah you’re such a lady girl, but you’re still my dog I know you talk to ni**as, never tripping when they call Know I keep it cool like it ain’t nothing at all girl But remember that time you blew my mind next time that ni**a call Ooh I swear you fly girl Roll your eyes girl We could smoke a little tree Ooh we gon be in so much trouble baby F**k around and have a baby Word up (Bridge Out) Ooh we gon be in so much trouble baby F**k around and have a baby You be badder than a motherf**ker Badder than a motherf**ker You’re so bad Yah you’re just still badder than a motherf**ker Let me have a peek what’s wrong with her Yah she’s quite ill We’re looking at a severe case of anemia She needs rest I’m not releasing her, not for at least another three weeks I got, I got I got San Antone, I got Boston, we’re talking about a lot of money Sit up for me, sit up for me Come one Frost Wait put me down Hold on Come on man I can’t wait no longer Yeah we go down to Mexico get it done in a few hours I can’t take my baby to Mexico Now hold on now…downstairs in the car Your mama can look after the baby while we gone Go to Mexico get it done in a few hours And then get off to New York City New York? What’s in New York? We are baby, you and me

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