Got It All Lyrics - Ruff Ryders

Some people blonde peeps red benji something moving quickly 

Out of town, how they gonna find her moving swiftly 

5 Steps ahead of the best, well that's nothing 

20 Steps ahead of the rest they left something 

And I base not, want not, can't stand broads 

Ridiculous niggas practice for the title 'hard' 

Me, pick of the litter I was born to bubble y'all 

Born to chain game, shit born to stand guard 

Play games, you left nameless, fame ball 

Promise that it's never painless, nigga be hard 

Come and hope you can take the heat nigga, let's start 

Strong as a stallion, babe you got a dog 

And she feminine with pretty women friends, all dimes 

Timberlands is how I like my men in all mines 

Ruff ryde, you nigga hard head soft spine 

Pass the word, must have stacks to cross lines 

Don't want your dough, I don't want your car 

Don't want your jewels, no not at all 

With them other broads you might rule it all 

Not with me, sorry boo I got it all 

Don't want your dough, I don't want your car 

Don't want your jewels, no not at all 

With them other broads you might rule it all 

Not with me, sorry boo I got it all 

A chick is a chick a nut is a nut 

And they always keep an attitude until you butter them up 

Since I ain't gotta buy you stuff 

Who's gonna hold you down if they try to run in here and tie you up 

Now don't start flippin it, everybody know 

We been had dough, ya just started gettin it 

Money might make you grown 

But you still need a dog to take you home and make you moan 

You ain't gotta see the bank for loans 

All I do is party and bullshit like when frank was home 

And you got it all boo, I got it all too 

A four, five, and a six, and they all blue 

And I don't care what she thinks 

If I offer you any ice love it'll be in a drink 

And instead of talking about what you got and all that 

Just make sure when I hit you, you call back 

Don't want your dough, I don't want your car 

Don't want your jewels, no not at all 

With them other broads you might rule it all 

Not with me, sorry boo I got it all 

Don't want your dough, I don't want your car 

Don't want your jewels, no not at all 

With them other broads you might rule it all 

Not with me, sorry boo I got it all 

One touch will make a nigga blush on site 

Grown men create a crush, nails they bite 

It's a game, try to catch me, but only if you can 

Takes a lot to impress the bombshell, don't want a man 

And it ain't about the dough baby, eve alright 

'Cause if eve want to fly away, eve take a flight 

Eve hungry for a meal, baby eve get a bite 

Be nice and you might get to see your daddy's life 

Ma, I'm glad that you got it all, more for me 

And I don't gotta pay for the puss I score for free 

And the same thing I pulled on them I pulled on you 

C'mon now, how you think I pulled your crew 

Got my own crib so you can't kick me out 

I call one of your friends to come twist me out 

If you know jada- then you know what -kiss be about 

Just for fun I hit the bank and pull fifty out 

Don't want your dough, I don't want your car 

Don't want your jewels, no not at all 

With them other broads you might rule it all 

Not with me, sorry boo I got it all 

Don't want your dough, I don't want your car 

Don't want your jewels, no not at all 

With them other broads you might rule it all 

Not with me, sorry boo I got it all 

Don't want your dough, I don't want your car 

Don't want your jewels, no not at all 

With them other broads you might rule it all 

Not with me, sorry boo I got it all