And I'm ballin' everytime I stop and talk to y'all
I want it all, all, all, all, all
I said, "Remember what you told yourself, nigga"
I want it all, brand new socks and drawls
Told them loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official
And I'm ballin' everytime I stop and talk to y'all
Shit, every damn thing
And thanks to y'all, I got plaques on the wall
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
I want it all, money, fast cars
You know the paper's out there, ha ha, yeah
I said, "Remember what you told yourself, nigga"
Shit, every damn thing
I got more limelight than Vegas on cable
I want it all, money, fast cars
Don't cry, hold your head up high
I'ma ball and never fall 'cuz Mack 10 want it all, what?
I strapped up and took flight like a missle
The whole world paper's out there
All the hood rats, what up?
And I'm ballin' everytime I stop and talk to y'all
They say, "There go, Warren G with that envious stare"
Warren G, what up?
I want it all, houses, expenses
You know the paper's out there, ha ha
And I'm ballin' everytime I stop and talk to y'all
I want it all, all, all, all
That's right, what?
I want it all, all, all, all, all
Hoo Bangin', what up?
Let y'all know what time it is
The Bently Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's with the straights
I love this game too much, I wish these haters wasn't here
And I'm ballin' everytime I stop and talk to y'all
I want it all, brand new socks and drawls
So we gon' stack and stack and take a sip and peculate
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's
Shit, every damn thing
And, yeah, y'all in effect that's all me
We know the paper's out there, ha ha
I notice money make the world circulate
Bump, let the woofers sub, show the homies love
And live the lifestyle that Robin Leach talkin' about
From net workin' and hustlin', no doubt, I got clout
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
G Funk, what up?
They don't know nuttin' about no excuses and disrespect
Believe me, young nigga, fat meat is greasy
Slow down player, don't hate 'cuz you can't relate
We hot like rocks served on hot blocks
I want it all, all, all, all
Speak on it, ha ha
I want it all, brand new socks and drawls
And we gon' lay a lil' sumpin' down for y'all
I want it all, all, all, all, all
And remember what you told yourself, nigga
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
Crushed ice, throw my Rollie face in the platinum fan base
It's a cold world, it gets so hard, you learned that
I hate to trip, but I got two little mouths to feed
So, if you owe Mack money, then I suggest you break bread
I want it all, brand new socks and drawls
I know the paper's out there, ha ha, yeah
You know what I'm saying?
Will it enable to shoot C-Note, "Yo's" at the crap table
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's
We want y'all to know this, check it
Warren to the G, and Little G-Dub
I want it all, houses, expenses
I want it all, all, all, all
It's a shame, we came too far to turn back
Mack 10, what up?
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's
And get away or get gaffled, the very next day
Ride or don't ride at all
Mack 10 laced with the know-how to paper chase
Shit, every damn thing
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
I want it all, all, all, all
I want it all, money, fast cars
I want it all, all, all, all, all
The jiggy G-Z, all my niggas that keep it real and do it easy
A nigga fly and fly with the desire to build an empire
I want it all, so I got to wake up and ball
From fallin', tryin' to walk from crawlin'
Me and 10 get paid escapade to the spot
I want it all, money, fast cars
I want it all, houses, expenses
Tryin' to hustle up from broke to ballin'
That's right, what?
I said, "Remember what you told yourself, nigga"
And at that point, I'm through talkin', dog, enough said
Warren, I couldn't be more serious about my 'fetti
I want it all, all, all, all
And while you can't get off the ground, I'm getting high
But we ain't trippin' off that
Surface on the low, slide or don't slide at all
I want it all, all, all, all, all
Chillin' with the home boy, Mack 10
I want it all, money, fast cars
I want it all, houses, expenses
And shit stank, so if you plot a lick and hit a bank
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's
Shit, every damn thing
Handing out gold medallions at roll-call
I want it all, brand new socks and drawls
I want it all, dog, and it might be greed
I want it all, houses, expenses
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's
Or somebody bein' jank with they Daddy's royalty check
I stay tight on the mic and keep the pen movin' steady
Show you how we keepin' it real wit' it
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
You know 'cuz this world is built on material thangs