Matt Blaque - All Over Me lyrics

[Chorus: Matt Blaque] Come on let me see you back it up I wanna feel that pretty round thang Shorty all over me All I really want is shorty all over me All I really need is shorty all over me Now grind lil mama, move your hips like this Go ahead shorty get it, just get it all over me All I really want is shorty all over me All I really need is shorty all over me [Verse 1] No cologne, just kush and Patron on me All morning long n***as high, sippin lean I be so on when I get my nose clean Everywhere I go girl girlies scream my name Yeah lil mama what you feedin that thang? In the Bay we like damn without Dre, it ain't the same But we keep it lit On the dance floor with a hoe and she stupid thick Oh you say you don't, okay, let me see you do that sh** They call me the J-A, the one who never play games You know I'm in the game but they ain't how we play I'm a real n***a, with this rap sh** locked So you comin' with me 'cause you know it don't stop (Now back it up) [Chorus] [Verse 2] That's not a gun in my pocket, I'm just happy to see you When n***as say they iller than Jack, that never could be true Got the type of swag that you never could redo Yank em to the party all you see is paint drippin Girls say they know me but I never could remember Got so many one me but I'm focused on a thick one Bout to go get her, rock star life forever In the club stewy, big bottle of Louis Tryna dip with a model, out here f*ckin with it truly Got the place poppin, now that I walked in Girl tryna put it on me, I'm like alright then Give it to me, they pursue me 'cause they all like him (Now baby back it up) [Chorus] [Verse 3] Is that your girlfriend? She all on me Better take her home before she go on with a G Got her in the corner goin dumb to the beat All the little chicks can't keep they hands out my jeans Listen, I'm The Jack, all my patnas real Gs, baby, do this sh** Slap it in reverse, wind them hips, I know you feel that dick Let me calm down, know my sound so ridiculous Comin out your speakers, you get weaker as you hear this sh** Let me be your teacher, I'll reach you, I'll show you this Push that a** out, baby, get it all over this 'Cause I'm on rock, I think a n***a had too much to drink And it's two o'clock, I'm tryna get it all over with (Baby back it up) [Chorus]