文本歌词

Love 'Em All - Choclair
Written by：Kareem Blake/Shawn Mims/Kevin J. Risto
This is for my street misses
The ones who like to creep misses
In the back seat of my jeep misses
This is for the haters yo
The ones who floss with no doe
We love 'em all
You know that we love 'em all
Now people say you want to go and bring it to the streets
But they realize its too far
So I want to bring it where they are
Where they are is usually at home doing dishes with they mom
Go back playing ball with Paul
I don't hate when it's love and I'm only gon' roll with real thugs
And show love to niggas who came from nothing and rose above
And broke they balls to be a star
Now they shine bright now this hood got a brighter light
See how it's funny for me how people wanna go and bad talk me
But in a few years they be putting chips in your skinny get your
ID
Yet you suckas wanna hate on me get your priorities right
I don't fight sit back with a conyac spark at the heavel bright
And give you more of the suave dawg thing you been looking for
Then screw my foot under the impalla floor
Feel great dogg shots give the funk that stank
That pumps the radio that pumps the G's in my bank
Take your whole boat off the plank
Rookie niggas try to step up with shots he pulls rank
Chop your accord take your award
Your uniform's plain your stripe's been torn
Repping for the T O R O N T O T dot O dot
This is for my street misses
The ones who like to creep misses
In the back seat of my jeep misses
This is for the haters yo
The ones who floss with no doe
We love 'em all
You know that we love 'em all
I'm just trying to live
Only take what you trying to give
I don't wait just take you for a ride in the 6
I don't wait you ain't the only one I'm trying to hit
Plenty other chicks signing the whip
I don't take long I just scoop 'em up
Especially when the roof is up
You can hop in the coup or truck it's all the same
Just don't play no games like Sean I really don't think this much
I'm not a family man I'm in your dreams like candy man
Plus I only touch girls in candy land
When I'm in panty land sweet enough to eat it up like candy yams
So call me handy man I never take chickens to the sandy land
Never hawk chicks that could land a man
I take a girl out on a family plan
That's why these girls can stand me man
This is for my street misses
The ones who like to creep misses
In the back seat of my jeep misses
This is for the haters yo
The ones who floss with no doe
We love 'em all
You know that we love 'em all
This is for my street misses
The ones who like to creep misses
In the back seat of my jeep misses
This is for the haters yo
The ones who floss with no doe
We love 'em all
You know that we love 'em all
This is for my ballers my hustlers my my my brothers
Who like like my sisters who love it but need the covers
For my thugs my soldiers trying to get them rovers
Who won't stop for nothing you want it sweeter
The type of man I am I just don't groove
Whether you come through with a crew making noise so they boost ya
Cause niggas just cruise for lose cause they think what they drop
Is a shot like a shoota
But I ain't what ya used ta I'm a familiar looking brusta
T dot watch out the heat we bring suave dawg betta spread ya wings
And fly
This is for my street misses
The ones who like to creep misses
In the back seat of my jeep misses
This is for the haters yo
The ones who floss with no doe
We love 'em all
You know that we love 'em all
This is for my street misses
The ones who like to creep misses
In the back seat of my jeep misses
This is for the haters yo
The ones who floss with no doe
We love 'em all
You know that we love 'em all