Juicy J - All I Need (New Version) lyrics

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(Intro)

All I need is ... ya know what it is

All I need is ...

Ya ain't goin' to trust your bitch afta tonight

I'mma make 'er whore out!

(Hook x2)

All I need is 1 mo' drink, 2 mo' blunts, 3 mo' bitches

4 mo' zips, 5 mo' minutes

All I need is 1 mo' drank, 1 mo' drank

All I need is 1 mo' drank, 1 mo' drank

(Verse: Juicy J)

All I need is one mo' skank, dirty pussy, suck my dick

Scary movie, I let her use me, all in her mouth

My dick in her booty, we all on the couch, the cameras is out

And she say she a virgin, bitch, shut the fuck uuupp!

I'm 'bout my bread, getting throwed, getting blowed

Getting trippy, getting lit on these hoes

Fuck 'em slow, in my cup, purple punch, high as fuck

Twenty dab, hundred for the 1000 dolla tab

Conjure my cab

(Hook)

(Verse 2: K. Camp)

Look, all she need is one mo' shot, that bitch lit, ya can tell

Put this package, in yo box, ya got mail

Smoke one mo', touch that cloud, this that loud

That little bitch, she get active, she get wild

We turnt up, 2 much liquor ya can't hold me

Liked her pic, fucked her friend, now she know me

Drop my top, out that roof, that's that Rollie

Girl don't play, I'm right here, ya gon' show me

(Hook)

(Interlude)

MAFIA, yeah, hoe

(Verse 3: Juicy J)

Damn I miss the nineties, yeah shit was wild

We was living like rock stars, dropping 'Mystic Styles'

Ain't nobody else believe in what we was putting down

Nigga almost homeless tryna get it off the ground

No support, everybody thought I'd neva be shit

Tryna start our own label on some Master P shit

Tryna get some distribution, major labels ain't feelin' us

Door slammed in our face, still ain't givin' up

Still on the grind, still on the rise

Even had to sell my whip to pay for studio time

Made a name and some change, got respect and some fame

Now they luv our shit cuz we made our own lane

Tryna sign anybody with some money in they' pockets

Had a ball on the road, every night we had it poppin'

They ain't hold us down, did it on our own

Put our backs on the wall, we put plax on the wall

Then the problems start pickin' up, posy starts splittin' up

People started switchin' up, we still not givin' up

I luv 'em tho, we been thru' it all, they my brothers, tho

And that's some real shit!

We weren't always rich, we didn't have a pot to piss

Hustle harder than a bitch, slangin' records like they bricks

From the ground to the ____(?) it's been a hell of a trip

Bring me one mo' drank while I sit and reminisce!