Dre - All That (Lady) lyrics

[Verse 1: Game] You know I love you like cooked food, I'm a good dude Let's hit the Roscoe's on Pico, I'm in a hood mood I'm sittin' here thinkin' ‘bout all the things I could do So what you should do is Play your position for Berkin bags, we poppin' tags Her shoe game sick, we drinkin' Ace out of Red Bottles True gang sh**, f** with me and you're famous Kanye'd my b**h, now she's away from the nameless Camera flashes from strangers, turn a Range to a manger Jesus piece on the plate, yea my baby an angel Fell straight up out of Heaven into what we into Who knew we'd grew into, whatever we into That's too much for your mental so we snapback that Game on point like the stripes on my Gucc backpack My ladybug, yea she cool like that In them Trues, why you move like that [Hook: Jeremih] You know my lady always on She know I need it so She know she can get All that, all that, all that, all that, all that My lady got me going I'm where she already knows She knows she can get All that, all that, all that [Verse 2: Lil' Wayne] Uh, you my lady And that p**y feel like a haven We can make babies, let's be creative She say leave them tricks alone but I'm a skater I love her like her daddy, told her no man would I got a lot of bad b**hes, she the only one good I got her flowers for nothing, she smiling and blushing If I don't answer my phone, then we probably f**ing, ya She love my tattoos Ain't got no room for her name but I'mma make room She let her hair down, we have a stare down She said “I'm glad you ate it," where my cap & gown? Told her “I can be your chauffeur,” dick like a limo Multiple orgasms, that's my M.O Redbone pretty I kiss her from her titty to her clitty [Hook: Jeremih] [Verse 3: Big Sean] Look, my girl's sweet like my hotel floor From where they ran through more keys than a hotel door Indeed, give her the D now the whole hotel know Feel like I'm looking down from Heaven screaming “Oh, Hell no!” When you hop on top, girl, that's what it feel like She always had a player back like them field lights And every time I left it ain't feel right Cheated on her and she stayed, that's just real life Cause it's hard when you ain't on the same coast Burning bread in the club so all these girls want toast Hoes try and wave but we ain't on the same boat They trying to sink everything that we made float She told me ‘bout her ex man, her old boy stories And how she had a dil*o, you know, toy stories Don't f** her on her period, ain't into horror stories I take her to my favorite restaurant, she order for me Cause she know me [Hook: Jeremih] [Outro: Fabolous] I'm feeling your style I'm loving your swag I like how your jeans fit You're k**ing that bag You working them heels Your diamonds are real You give me the chills, girl You all that…