All I Need (Prod. By Big Fruit Juicy J, Crazy Mike & Lil Awre) - Juicy J/K Kamp

All I need is

Uh huh you know what it is

All I need is

You ain't gonna trust yo b**ch after tonight

Uh huh I'mma make her whore out

All I need is one more drank two more blunts three more b**ches

Four more zips five more minutes

All I need is one more drank one more drank

All I need is one more drank one more drank

All I need is one more drank two more blunts three more b**ches

Four more zips five more minutes

All I need is one more drank one more drank

All I need is one more drank one more drank

All I need is one more skank dirty p**sy suck my dick

Scary movie I let her use me all in her mouth

My dick in her booty we all on the couch the cameras is out

And she say she a virgin b**ch shut the f**k uuupp

I'm 'bout my bread gettin' throwed gettin' blowed

Gettin' trippy gettin' lit on these hoes

F**k 'em slow in my cup purple punch high as f**k

Twenty dab hundred for the thousand dollar tab

Conjure my cab

All I need is one more drank two more blunts three more b**ches

Four more zips five more minutes

All I need is one more drank one more drank

All I need is one more drank one more drank

All I need is one more drank two more blunts three more b**ches

Four more zips five more minutes

All I need is one more drank one more drank

All I need is one more drank one more drank

Look all she need is one more shot that b**ch lit you can tell

Put this package in yo box you got mail

Smoke one more touch that cloud this that loud

That lil b**ch she get active she get wild

We turnt up too much liquor you can't hold me

Liked her pic f**ked her friend now she know me

Drop my top out that roof that's that Rollie

Girl don't play I'm right here you gon' show me

All I need is one more drank two more blunts three more b**ches

Four more zips five more minutes

All I need is one more drank one more drank

All I need is one more drank one more drank

All I need is one more drank two more blunts three more b**ches

Four more zips five more minutes

All I need is one more drank one more drank

All I need is one more drank one more drank

Damn I miss the '90s yeah sh*t was wild

We was livin' like rock stars droppin' Mystic Styles

Ain't nobody else believe in what we was puttin' down

Ni**a almost homeless trying to get it off the ground

No support everybody thought we never be sh*t

Tryna start our own label on some Master P sh*t

Tryna get some distribution majors labels ain't feelin' us

Doors slammed in our face still ain't givin' up

Still on the grind still on the rise

Even had to sell my whip to pay for studio time

Made a name made some change got respect got some fame

Now they love our sh*t cuz we made our own lane

Tryna sign everybody put some money in their pockets

Had a ball on the rug every night we had it poppin'

They ain't hold us down did it on our own

With our backs on da wall we put plaques on the wall

Then the problems started picking up posse start splitting up

People started switching up we still not giving up

I love them though we been through it all

They're my brothers though and that's some real sh*t

We weren't always rich we didn't have a pot to piss

Hustle harder than a b**ch slanging records like they bricks

From the ground to the throne it's been a hell of a trip

Bring me one more drank while I sit and reminisce