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gallo - all true lyrics

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[intro]
i need a
i need a hunned new
woo!
it’s all true, baby
i need a hunned new
uh
yeah (yeahhhhh)

[chorus]
i need a hunned new chains (chains!)
fifties gon’ rain
hit it every second like a honeymoon stage
move in the game
smooth in my lane
swear i take jd, go right to the brain
who knew we got it
like oh no, we kidding
he bragging ’bout money and so many women
he tough on the beats, every verse he be ripping
and see him in person, he softer than kittens
huh (p-ssy!)

[verse 1]
soul to a sneaker head
easy when you hear it just to be impressed
we the spread, uh (get it)
team and i go eat the bread
stand by in the game
boy, we connect, ooh
that sh-t for the nerds
f-ck what you making, that sh-t for the birds
these women they curve
spending they money on clothes and a purse
and still go to church (preach!)
uh
i don’t f-ck with them politics
quite the best friend to a college chick
next day, have hickeys where the collars is, ooh (woo!)
need a fendi belt ’round my waist
been tough when the squad pulling up and you stuck tryna get up outta teenage wasteland
it’s all true (it’s all true, baby)
it’s all true baby
waking up, tryna see the world clear

[bridge]
that’s all i, that’s all i
that’s all i
that’s all i
that’s all i do
it’s all true baby
that’s all i do
it’s all true baby

[chorus]
i need a hunned new chains (chains!)
fifties gon’ rain
hit it every second like a honeymoon stage
move in the game
smooth in my lane
swear i take jd, go right to the brain
who knew we got it
like oh no, he kidding
he bragging ’bout money and so many women
he tough on the beats, every verse he be ripping
and see him in person, he softer than kittens
huh

[post-chorus]
who knew we got it
like oh no, he kidding
he bragging ’bout money and so many women
he tough on the beats, every verse he be ripping
and see him in person, he softer than kittens
huh

[verse 2]
it’s just me and taraji p. henson
we shooting a movie, call smith and the wesson
my chick in my bed and the booty impressive
i know what i’m doing, don’t hit me with lessons
bring an objection in my crew direction
get hit with the writing, get left at the entrance
too independent, they penning my fall
trolling the peasants, i’m ending the call
but i seen it all
still young and i ball
but you in the hall
i travel the world, no obeying the law
locking they jaw
speaking don’t help, i suggest that you stall
was once in an attic
was nothing but tragic
but now making hits, feeling real, automatic
the fact of the matter is i’m better at rapping
and nothing you say is gon’ prevent me from lapping the race
rose bud, no citizen cane
penny my way
i pull it to the scar
and if you stand in my way
put 10 in the tank, i’m zooming
straight crusing
zuit it, ooh

it’s all true, baby, ooh

[chorus]
it’s all true baby
i need a hunned new chains (chains!)
fifties gon’ rain
hit it every second like a honeymoon stage
move in the game
smooth in my lane
swear i take jd, go right to the brain
who knew we got it
like oh no, he kidding
he bragging ’bout money and so many women
he tough on the beats, every verse he be ripping
and see him in person, he softer than kittens
huh (p-ssy!)

[outro]
p-ssy!
it’s all true, baby (p-ssy!)
p-ssy!
it’s all true, baby
it’s all true baby



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