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jose guapo – i want it all (remix) lyrics

[intro: jose guapo]
young guapo, young guapo, young guapo
let’s get it

[chorus: jose guapo]
money, cars, clothes, hoes
money, cars, clothes, jewelry
money, cars, clothes, hoes
money, cars, clothes, jewelry
(i want it all, i want it all)
i want all the jewelry (i want it all, all, all)
i want all the hoes (i want it all, i want it all)
i want all the clothes (i want it all, all, all)
i want all the cars (i want it all, i want it all)
i want all the money (i want it all, all, all)
i want everything, i want everything

[verse 1: jose guapo]
you ever dreamed about something, then woke up and went and got it?
from a old-school chevy to a foreign big body
n-gg-, look at my closet
that’s a whole lot of thousands
we don’t look at no prices
n-gg-s never be counting
i don’t need no accountant, i count this sh-t by myself
i’ma keep on drinking lean, but i know it’s bad for my health
i moschino my belt
i’ma up on my wealth
and if she let in that p-ssy, i’ma go michael phelps
we just some young wild n-gg-s from the projects
and you can google me, b-tch, i’m worth a big check

[verse 2: blac youngsta]
gang, gang, gang
half a million in my [?]
gang, bang, bang, bang
get out of line and i’m pulling sh-t, man
me and my n-gg-s rep the same gang
haters, they’ll lay up under you
used to be broke, i got my money up
if you n-gg-s fall, help your homie up
i got my mac-11, i got my tommy tucked
(f-ck n-gg-, little n-gg-, little n-gg-)
no, these n-gg-s, they don’t want no war with us
(little b-tch, little b-tch)
they don’t want no war with us (f-ck n-gg-)
yeah, i’m ’bout to feel on her t-ts
i’m ’bout to give her some d-ck
i’ma just put her away
i’ma just put that little b-tch in my grandmomma’s crib
got racks in my attic, yeah
they know i’m a savage, yeah
did so many bad things, i might not go to heaven, yeah

[verse 3: hoodrich pablo juan]
two b-tches, five b-tches, ten b-tches, need all the b-tches
five-car garage
five cars with a v12 engine, all different
i’m in dc, rocking old-school scottie pippen’s
young n-gg- came from the trenches
look at me now, momma, i done did it
got a personal stylist, everything fitted
we ran up the digits, we ran up the money
hood, but i dress like i come from another country
saint laurent cheetah, it’s a jungle
money, cars, clothes, i want it
catch a cold, i might catch pneumonia
i want your b-tch, she can’t pick up ’til the morning
i want it all, i want it all, they [?]
mony powr rspt, i’m tony
n-gg- playing about my money
have the young n-gg-s pull up on you

- jose guapo lyrics

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