All I need is
Uh huh you know what it is
All I need is
You ain't gonna trust yo b***h after tonight
Uh huh I'mma make her w***e out
All I need is one more drank two more blunts three more bitches
Four more zips five more minutes
All I need is one more drank one more drank
All I need is one more drank one more drank
All I need is one more drank two more blunts three more bitches
Four more zips five more minutes
All I need is one more drank one more drank
All I need is one more drank one more drank
All I need is one more skank dirty p***y suck my d**k
Scary movie I let her use me all in her mouth
My d**k in her booty we all on the couch the cameras is out
And she say she a virgin b***h shut the f**k uuupp
I'm 'bout my bread gettin' throwed gettin' blowed
Gettin' trippy gettin' lit on these hoes
F**k 'em slow in my cup purple punch high as f**k
Twenty dab hundred for the thousand dollar tab
Conjure my cab
All I need is one more drank two more blunts three more bitches
Four more zips five more minutes
All I need is one more drank one more drank
All I need is one more drank one more drank
All I need is one more drank two more blunts three more bitches
Four more zips five more minutes
All I need is one more drank one more drank
All I need is one more drank one more drank
Look all she need is one more shot that b***h lit you can tell
Put this package in yo box you got mail
Smoke one more touch that cloud this that loud
That lil b***h she get active she get wild
We turnt up too much liquor you can't hold me
Liked her pic f**ked her friend now she know me
Drop my top out that roof that's that Rollie
Girl don't play I'm right here you gon' show me
All I need is one more drank two more blunts three more bitches
Four more zips five more minutes
All I need is one more drank one more drank
All I need is one more drank one more drank
All I need is one more drank two more blunts three more bitches
Four more zips five more minutes
All I need is one more drank one more drank
All I need is one more drank one more drank
Damn I miss the '90s yeah shit was wild
We was livin' like rock stars droppin' Mystic Styles
Ain't nobody else believe in what we was puttin' down
n***a almost homeless trying to get it off the ground
No support everybody thought we never be shit
Tryna start our own label on some Master P shit
Tryna get some distribution majors labels ain't feelin' us
Doors slammed in our face still ain't givin' up
Still on the grind still on the rise
Even had to sell my whip to pay for studio time
Made a name made some change got respect got some fame
Now they love our shit cuz we made our own lane
Tryna sign everybody put some money in their pockets
Had a ball on the rug every night we had it poppin'
They ain't hold us down did it on our own
With our backs on da wall we put plaques on the wall
Then the problems started picking up posse start splitting up
People started switching up we still not giving up
I love them though we been through it all
They're my brothers though and that's some real shit
We weren't always rich we didn't have a pot to piss
Hustle harder than a b***h slanging records like they bricks
From the ground to the throne it's been a hell of a trip
Bring me one more drank while I sit and reminisce
