Tony Jones

Tony Jones - Everything You Want lyrics

rate me

feat. Game

[Hook]

New shoes, got out new canoes

Doper in the vip room with some new hoes

New car, we got some new dope

Got a couple racks and what you know

2 more could bring out everything you want

Everything you want,

You want everything we got

You want everything we got

My nigga on, new watch, with the magic chain

You said you got it like we got it but it’s not the same

Ah, man we got everything you want nigga

You get money and everything, but our pockets bigger

And we live everything you wishing for

So when we talk it’s best you listen hoe

Your necklace shine, mine glistens though

You might get some pussy, but you kissing em

And I know just why you be dissing for

Cause we be shining like a kitchen floor

We everything you not, and we might pull up in that drop

We might pull up in that range

You can’t judge us, we’re too hot

We don’t never wait in line

When we come, pull up to that spot

We go straight to vip and then you see them bottles pop

When you stink in vip man it’s ok cause you get caught

We bout to throw your fuck ass out

You outside in that parking lot

You there my section, you don’t know me

You got dough, y’all gotta show me

Cause I’m falling in the west

Like captain jackson, ...kobe

[Hook]

New shoes, got out new canoes

Doper in the vip room with some new hoes

New car, we got some new dope

Got a couple racks and what you know

2 more could bring out everything you want

Everything you want,

You want everything we got

You want everything we got

My nigga on, new watch, with the magic chain

You said you got it like we got it but it’s not the same

I make it to a million dollars

Walking the illest ... a million bijon shirts

I can pop a million collars

I can pop a glock, I can pop a molly

We just fuck but ever man I mean

I pop a stain color

Catch me and child talking blinks trucks with foreigners

Or catch me in the hills, heated up like chris donner

But the only thing suicide is these red doors

And if they open, last thing you’re seeing is my bread force

I’m a killer, do my dirt all by my loner

Cause I got too much love for my homies

Send em to the pen cause shit I can do myself

Choppa on the bottom, extendos on the top shelf

I’m a top chef in the kitchen I’m lock ness

Monster when I rip it, so ain’t a rock in the pot left

It’s the type that rhyme, is that your girl in

Fuck her pussy, she cookin this dope till the world ends

[Hook]

New shoes, got out new canoes

Doper in the vip room with some new hoes

New car, we got some new dope

Got a couple racks and what you know

2 more could bring out everything you want

Everything you want,

You want everything we got

You want everything we got

My nigga on, new watch, with the magic chain

You said you got it like we got it but it’s not the same

All these girls in my section about to dance

We gonn turn it up for real, and y’all know dog ...

A lot of money and numbers from models homie you my past

If you bump into my men, a part of you understand man it’s

Gonn be a lot drinking, plenty fucking

Man if we ain’t balling, I just offer nothing

We everything you not, and we might pull up in that drop

We might pull up in that range

You can’t touch us we too hot

We be living y’all be hurting

Dog I bet you ain’t even know your girl be freaking

She be squirting nigga

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