All Y`all lyrics

Artist  : Timbaland 
Song : All Y`all
 



Typed by:
Khadafi662
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[Timbaland]
Uh,
feel me?
To all the women across the world, we
can't diss y'all
We gotta love ya, that's
real, uh

To all my ladies in lingerie,
never underage, who stay gettin paid
Who like
to take trips where the sun is shade
To my
women who love to ball out
And spend all that
money 'til ya fall out
I feel like a pimp with
a different pimp game
with a different pimp
name, with a little pimp fame
I'm loaded with
cash, loaded with class, loaded with a lot of
things
Even got a gat loaded for that ass
I
love my mind, love my soul, love my body
I
don't drink or smoke that's why I love my
body
You might catch me chillin with a little
short hottie
With a little piercin on her
body
Yes, I get it poppin, 'specially
overseas
Japenese girls even love my
beats
They say, "Timbaland we love you
We
love the dope things that you do"
Even in
London they say, "Tim, we love ya"
They even
call me things like wicked, and the f'n
governer
That's why I can't forget
y'all
That's why I had to make this roll call,
uh

[Chorus - Tweet]
This here's for one
and all
It's so good to feel all a y'all,
oooh
Make that move and just ball out,
oooh
Life's too short for some time out,
oooh
This here's for one and all
It's so
good to feel all a y'all, oooh
Make that move
and just ball out, oooh
Life's too short for
some time out, oooh

[Sebastian]
Back
when shorty cherished the thing, yo' time was
frequently saved
for us stoppin and whiskey
poppin to the Marvin and Gaye
(Sonny, don't
plan tomorrow but live for today)
(Sonny,
here's a quarter for that groovy arcade)
From
Cool J to Kane dawg, we changin the game
So
graphic with thangs, Pac-Man ain't lookin the
same
Haters, get more familiar who you robbin
for change
Sebast', a.k.a. Tyler Durden's the
name

[Timbaland]
Guess what people,
it's the first of the month
Guess what people,
I can do what I want
I can take, all my peoples
on first class flights
I can buy all my
homegirls lightning new bikes
I'm a don when
it comes to just servin girls
I'm a don so
that's why nobody's in my world
'Cause
Timabaland's that cool cat
Aka Thomas Crown,
don't forget that,
uh

[Chorus]

[Tweet] I'm just tryna'
find what I need
But I'd rather be smokin
weed
[Magoo] Live life to the fullest, drive
cars, eat hot food
Live in a mansion next to
Hanson
[T] I ain't forgot that I'm from yo'
hood
I'm just tryna' be who you would
[M]
Cause I hate the game, I hate the glory
I
could be with y'all, it would be another
story
[T] You don't know all the things I
seen
More than fame and his naked greed
[M]
They took my cash, take my name
Put it up in
bright lights, I ain't got a damn right
[T]
Think I'm chillin and livin large
Girl he's
Mag not El DeBarge
[M] But I'm a be the man in
charge in due time
All my P-Town folk gettin
paid, bottom line

[Chorus]