Blac Youngsta - I Want It All lyrics

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Blac Youngsta - I Want It All lyrics

[Intro] (808 Mafia), Young Guapo Young Guapo Metro Boomin want some more n***a Young Guapo, let's get it [Hook: Jose Guapo] Money, cars, clothes, hoes Money, cars, clothes, j**elry Money, cars, clothes, hoes Money, cars, clothes, j**elry I want it all, I want it all I want all the j**elry, I want all the hoes I want it all, I want it all I want all the clothes, I want all the cars I want it all, I want it all I want all the money I want it all, I want it all I want everything, I want everything [Verse 1: Jose Guapo] You ever dreamed about something then woke up and went got it? From an old school Chevy to a foreign big body n***a look at my closet, that's a whole lotta tags We don't look at no prices, n***as never be counting I don't need no accountant, I count this sh** by myself I'ma keep on drinking lean but I know it's bad for my health I'ma skeet on my belt, I'ma up on my wealth And when she let me in that p**y I'ma go Michael Phelps We just some young wild n***as from the projects And you can google me, b**h I'm worth a big check [Hook: Jose Guapo] Money, cars, clothes, hoes Money, cars, clothes, j**elry Money, cars, clothes, hoes Money, cars, clothes, j**elry I want it all, I want it all I want all the j**elry, I want all the hoes I want it all, I want it all I want all the clothes, I want all the cars I want it all, I want it all I want all the money I want it all, I want it all I want everything, I want everything [Verse 2: Blac Youngster] Gang, gang, gang, gang Half a million in my furniture Gang, gang, bang, bang, bang Get out of line and I point at ya Me and my n***as rep the same gang Haters still live under ya Used to be broke, I got my money up If your n***as fall, help your homie up I got a Mac-11, Mac in my tummy tucked Know these n***as ain't want no war with us Ain't want no war with us I'm bout to feel on her tits I might just give her some dick (?) pull her whole way I might just f** the lil b**h in my grandmama crib Got racks in my attic yeah They know I'm a savage yeah Did so many bad things I might not go to Heaven yeah [Hook: Jose Guapo] Money, cars, clothes, hoes Money, cars, clothes, j**elry Money, cars, clothes, hoes Money, cars, clothes, j**elry I want it all, I want it all I want all the j**elry, I want all the hoes I want it all, I want it all I want all the clothes, I want all the cars I want it all, I want it all I want all the money I want it all, I want it all I want everything, I want everything