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Ab-Soul - All That Lyrics

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All That Lyrics by Ab-Soul

Same suit, ’bout to set to re-heat it
They know my name, I ain’t have to repeat it
I’m with the ra-ra, with the bla-bla-bla-bla (Bla-blaow)
All that, like Kell, I ain’t get it
Yeah, I’m with all that
I’m with all that (All that)
Yeah, bitch, I’m with all that
I’m with all that (All that)

Whole lot of gang shit, whole lot of motherfuckin’ gang shit
Bitch, I’m with all that (All that)
Whole lot of gang shit, whole lot of motherfuckin’ gang shit
Bitch, I’m with all that (All that)
I’m with all that

So please watch your tone when you’re talkin’ to me (Uh)
Comme des garçons, Tom Vers’ on my feet
Yeah, I just ate, bitch, bon appetit (Ayy)
Don’t rep you, G, are you ready or not? (Huh?)
We be to rap what key be to lock
Hand me my keys, then I skate off the lot (Skrrt)
Enemies retreat, before we bleed your block
Early mornin’, late night, Jay Leno (Woah, woah)
Run me my cake or else I’m blowin’ out your candle
Don’t need a last straw that broke the back on the camel
Y’all know where I’m from, shh, shh, they lame

Same suit, ’bout to set to re-heat it
They know my name, I ain’t have to repeat it
I’m with the ra-ra, with the bla-bla-bla-bla (Bla-blaow)
All that, like Kell, I ain’t get it
Yeah, I’m with all that
I’m with all that (All that)
Yeah, bitch, I’m with all that
I’m with all that (All that)

Whole lot of gang shit, whole lot of motherfuckin’ gang shit
Bitch, I’m with all that (All that)
Whole lot of gang shit, whole lot of motherfuckin’ gang shit
Bitch, I’m with all that (All that)
I’m with all that

What? We checked your file, you are not C.P.T. (No)
You never swapped chilly for EBT (Oh)
Five shots in Vegas, no Keefe D (Woah)
My cheese Taylor Swift, stay ready to pop (Huh?)
We be to West what nose be to snot
Movin’, won’t leave, like tennis, that’s squat (Huh?)
The best advice come from villains and thots (Yeah)
What it do, lil’ charged and block? (Woah, woah)
Dirt in a big bag, thirty-two in tube sock (Woah, woah)
Fell in love with my mirror, marryin’ your crew not
Hit her with the woo-wop, get a nigga boo-bopped, what?

Same suit, ’bout to set to re-heat it
They know my name, I ain’t have to repeat it
I’m with the ra-ra, with the bla-bla-bla-bla (Bla-blaow)
All that, like Kell, I ain’t get it
Yeah, I’m with all that
I’m with all that (All that)
Yeah, bitch, I’m with all that
I’m with all that (All that)

Whole lot of gang shit, whole lot of motherfuckin’ gang shit
Bitch, I’m with all that (All that)
Whole lot of gang shit, whole lot of motherfuckin’ gang shit
Bitch, I’m with all that (All that)
I’m with all that

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