Tricky Stewart - All I Really Want lyrics

[Verse 1: Rick Ross] Every time I call, she just come Cause every time I call, she get to cum Damn, I'm a lover yet look what this chick done When I used to keep a roll of them b**hes like "Which one?" It's the the boss Radio k**a It's not a dream, baby Radio k**a, k**a, or is it a dream? She graduated from the school of arts Now she swimmin' in the pool of sharks Roughest n***as with the coolest cars Soph*more year, had her first menage Better D.C. like "Go Barack!" Girl drunk it like a Fiji and she blowed my socks Every night, she comin' through for me to f** that Found out she had a man, I holla f** that Better give that boy a bus pa** I see no competition, baby girl a must have My letters hinted on my mustache But maybe not, but then again it made her bu*t fast Good dick make a chick wanna cut cla** The way I'm knockin' at the door, they call it trespa** She my dime, not the one I wanna cuss at Lookin' fine, real diamonds on the cut gla** [Hook: The-Dream] People call you blind Oh, but all you need is me, girl You're all that's in my mind All you need is me, girl, uh, and all I want is you All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Who can hit it mo' faster? I'm talkin' authentic orgasms Film that, play it on the big plasma Back to work, just a lil bit faster She say life is a journey I need mine, just like my attorney I get sued like a n***a switch shoes Long money but he got a quick fuse Ride slow, but I'm in a quick car Pause for a minute, paint 'em in a picture Baby girl, my money good Who turned her on to Nicolas Kirkwood Time to give that boy a bus pa** I see no competition, baby girl a must have She shines like a diamond Motivation for my rhymin' [Hook: The-Dream] People call you blind Oh, but all you need is me, girl You're all that's in my mind All you need is me, girl, uh, and all I want is you All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Suede pea coat with the Gucci trim Knew it was him by the Gucci brim We gotta do it B-I-G I'm tryna hit the lottery in the V.I.P Green leaves in my shot gla** All night, soul team, a Ciroc ad Ain't nothin' you can tell me I'm on her heels like I'm Jonathan Kelsey Told her friends that she felt me We made love through the "Love/Hate" LP She my Josephine Baker May need morphine, the deeper that I take her I'm a back breaker Another text bracket, Benz Maybach-er Green Bay Packa My life a movie so tonight that's where to jack 'er [Hook: The-Dream] People call you blind Oh, but all you need is me, girl You're all that's in my mind All you need is me, girl, uh, and all I want is you All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you