Trey Songz - All I Had lyrics

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Trey Songz - All I Had lyrics

(Chorus) Told you when I started all I had was a dollar Tryna put the cheese with the bread, red lobster I been getting money since you ni**as was a toddler Feeling crazy cause I mix the brown with the cha cha (Verse 1) I feel like it’s baseball every time I want her Hit a home run and she know that I’mma dodge her Shout out all my dogs, all my day 1 partners Can’t go on the road cause they k**ers and they robbers She say that I’m OG but she’s just a groupie Don’t know nothing but the adding money with ciracha Girl I’m bout to OD cause that pu**y so clean Tongue it how you want it, I’mma make that p**y slobber Got it like a dope fiend, feeling like the old me Make my meat cream like the noodles and the pasta Yeah you know they chose me and I brought the homies Cons right behind me like my name shotgun Turn into a OG, smoking on the same thing Shot the mic H, pu**y, money never change me Ni**a you don’t know me, you don’t know a damn thing Bullet BG, known to bullet like the hamstring 2020 vision, still Virginia ni**a, can’t see How I made it this far f**king with the melodies And the way I’m living man, swear a ni**a can’t see How I snap a stripper in the world with no mini mes Gang get to change yeah, still I see the tendencies Strange how your friends turn right into the enemy Ask them what they doing, you gon hear a lot of finna bes Meanwhile, I be outchea working like there’s 10 of me Grown off that XX, better for the s** act Plus they say I’m angry when I be off that Hennessy Say it with your chest, chest, ni**as love to flex, flex I could give a f**k if it ain’t about a cheque, cheque Then I gotta get me the next cheque, babysitter gotta be the best s** Ds on a bi**h, got a fresh set, squeeze on a bi**h, made a mess, mess I got the top so I know that’s what she wanting from me I dropped the top cause you know it’s California sunny There’s nothing to it, I be stunting through it They fronting through it, they washed up I private ship, ride this big dick And I pu**y f**k around, chalked up They got money, they got cars But they not boss cause they not us I had a ni**as give my last to me They still f**k around and got cut Who says something? Who took something? Who stole something? Who got us? No ni**a, you done heard wrong This the wrong tunes to the wrong song I don’t know what’s really going on I don’t really give a f**k about it sh** them songs really been going on Ni**as would have hit me up about it (Chorus) Told you when I started all I had was a dollar Told you when I started all I had was a dollar

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