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all i need - dave east & cruch calhoun lyrics

[intro: dave east]
all i need (all i need, all i need)
baby, you’re all i need (from the dirt, no really, from the dirt)
baby, you’re all—

[chorus: dave east]
all i need in this life full of sinnin’
good vegas lights, night full of winnin’ (good night)
i pray i might be forgiven (pray)
just keep your money right, sh*t might get expensive (it might)
disrespect don’t live here, that talkin’ might get ’em finished (boom)

[verse 1: dave east & cruch calhoun]
mami, you know my style is nothin’ like them n*ggas, you know (nothin’)
every hitter with me division i, y’all n*ggas juco (uh)
in miami, i had the freaks on me, even luke know (luke)
like she ain’t know me, but i bet she blow me like a soup bowl (woo)
talking dinеro, i got mucho (mucho)
we know he p*ssy, don’t wan’ let his boo know
hе the n*gga we don’t know, but get up too close (who that?)
like, “why you here?”
if you ain’t protectin’ me, then why you here? (why you here?)
mami, sit it down, you need to try a chair
been lookin’ all over for it
just know that n*ggas got it here
lookin’ in your direction, if you bad enough, know i’ma stare (i’m lookin’)
you the bomb like osama there, tryna be honest here
you might be goin’ through a lot, just don’t f*ck up the vibe in here (relax)
it’s me and cruch with two dimes (woo)
got our passports stamped a few times (my n*gga)
we smoke weed and drink liquor, don’t care if you do lines
we duckin’ jail and watching for 12 like my shoe size (ooh)
this sh*t been illmatic since they actually knew i knew nas
i had my hands on a few thighs, mcdonald’s if they hungry
you don’t want this burger, mami? you can do fries
she live in brooklyn, i might shoot through the sky (i might)
i put in work just like a suit and a tie (uh)
who else maneuver this fly? (who else?)
cruch, what you on?
[chorus: dave east & cruch calhoun]
all i need in this life full of sinnin’ (what you on?)
good vegas lights, night full of winnin’ (good night)
i pray i might be forgiven (pray)
just keep your money right, sh*t might get expensive (it might)
disrespect don’t live here, that talkin’ might get ’em finished (i’m on what you on)
all i need in this life full of sinnin’ (what you on?)
good vegas lights, night full of winnin’ (good night)
i pray i might be forgiven (pray)
just keep your money right, sh*t might get expensive (it might)
disrespect don’t live here, that talkin’ might get ’em finished (yeah)

[verse 2: cruch calhoun]
you know i’m on what you on
i told her, “lay your head on these tattoos” (yeah)
them long flights be drainin’, even up at first class too (i know)
i love it, she don’t bug me and don’t be fussin’ ’bout my past boos (haha)
over me, she goin’ nuts, no cashew (bop)
wan’ see somethin’ grow? then plant the seed (yeah)
only planters man i ever known was growing weed (i swear), huh
complicated hindsight (woo), smoke to get my mind right
every time life gave me lemons, i made lemonade
now they tryna steal my limelight (go)
lyric, that’s my rollie, i’m just tryna spend my time right (rae*rae)
so i keep my mind right (yeah)
like, i maneuver, i be coolin’, for the family, i get rude (rude)
you get mad and be like, “call your other b*tches”
i’m like, “call your other dude” (haha)
and you better not have one (none)
get mad, call your girl, then you leave and come back drunk
that’s just the way it go (i guess that’s just the way it goes, right?)
this for us, not them to know (it’s not for them)
and f*ck that, ayo east, what you on? (woo)
[chorus: dave east & cruch calhoun]
all i need in this life full of sinnin’ (yeah)
good vegas lights, night full of winnin’ (good night)
i pray i might be forgiven (pray)
just keep your money right, sh*t might get expensive (it might)
disrespect don’t live here, that talkin’ might get ’em finished (boom)
all i need in this life full of sinnin’
good vegas lights, night full of winnin’ (good night)
i pray i might be forgiven (pray)
just keep your money right, sh*t might get expensive (it might)
disrespect don’t live here, that talkin’ might get ’em finished (boom)

[outro]
roselle usa, n*gga

- dave east cruch calhoun lyrics

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