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All That Lyrics - Money Sucks, Friends Rule - Dillon Francis

Attention, ladies and gentlemen 

I have all the hoes on my pelvis âE˜cause I look like black Elvis 

Twista! Hit it 

 

I be sonic, I can do it like it was a bigamic 

Part of my body get level to me and get speed 

Like I was electronic 

The crows and rocking beat off the chain 

And the party be mad decent 

Come and fall through see the weather 

We chilling but we kill them whatever you have recent 

It's difficult with all the led beefin' 

Just come in and follow the Twista 

Got hundreds of bottles of liquor 

With hundreds of models and niggas 

And I'm rollin with them 

Like Dillon Francis I'm stuntin on them 

Kill 'em chances no walking hold âE˜em 

I'ma go in the club and tell them we up 

I be with a little bit of hoes when I brawl 

Every party when we in the house 

We got put my feet on the couch 

They go see me and they shout 

We gon get wild like ign them out 

While wig in they mouth 

Doing whatever that we wanna do 

When we get to everybody fall back 

And if you ever come asking me how was the party 

On that 

 

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We got party ALL THAT 

Get retarded ALL THAT 

Hela women, hela bottles popping, we got ALL THAT 

We got party ALL THAT 

Get retarded ALL THAT 

Hela women, hela bottles popping, we got ALL THAT 

 

Speak game all that, see my chain all black 

With a charm on it, when I make in a flick 

Up with a bad bitch I wanna crawl that 

And I blowing the flame in the big truck 

Give it to the mob that I picked up 

Blowing a blob before I go in the club 

And I feel they wanna get my dick sucked 

Look at the haters, I call on them 

Get drunk and I fall on them 

Lift up by my designer jeans 

And my phone parts as I ball on them 

Throw on a party get ratchet 

Then I make a toast I hope it don't stop 

Too many hoes I don't want no drama 

Even though I got the toast I hope I don't pop 

And I've got a bag of money, come and show me 

That you work the crime up, all the way to the top 

And when I drop it gonna twerk it 

I'ma??? and when it's over I take them all of that 

And when she ask me what I want I'ma look at the fatty 

ALL THAT! 

 

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We got party ALL THAT 

Get retarded ALL THAT 

Hela women, hela bottles popping, we got ALL THAT 

We got party ALL THAT 

Get retarded ALL THAT 

Hela women, hela bottles popping, we got ALL THAT 

 

We poppin' bottles like they pimples 

We turn up, you turned out and stand??? 

This for all my girls that look like Katy Perry 

Megan Fox turn it up a notch 

Don't stop the party go crazy 

Let's go dumb, let's go dumb, let's go dumb 

Let's go dumb, let's go dumb, let's go dumb 

Let's go dumb, let's go dumb, let's go dumb 

Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, 

Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, 

Make, make, make, make 

Make the club jump! 

 

We got party ALL THAT 

Get retarded ALL THAT 

Hela women, hela bottles popping, we got ALL THAT 

We got party ALL THAT 

Get retarded ALL THAT 

Hela women, hela bottles popping, we got ALL THAT 

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