"All Of The Above" lyrics

(Ayoza)
(Dee Mula, damn
D-double-E-M-U-L-A)

My bitch thick, bad, sexy, damn
All of the above (dayuumm)
We can bop, shoot, kill each other nigga
All of the above (Mula)
I got sticks, mops, dracs, 40s
All of the above (dayuumm)
All of the above (got damn)
All of the above (huuh)
My bitch thick, bad, sexy, damn
All of the above (dayuumm)
We can bop, shoot, kill each other nigga
All of the above (Mula)
I got sticks, mops, dracs, 40s
All of the above (dayuumm)
All of the above (got damn)
All of the above (huuh)

Ain't on no average shit
Don't want no average bitch
Like my bitch arrogant
Sheen tryna hug no nigga
Sheen tryna hand with you bitches
Cause most of you hoes be messy
Throwing shade I ain't catchin' it
You say Imma hoe, come test me
Danny Glover, got weapons
Quick to teach a nigga lesson
On his ass like we checkin'
I got heart no Kevin
My bitch thick as fuck, no ass shots
Sending threats to me, that's the shit that got yo mans shot
And I ain't gotta touch ya, and I ain't gotta shoot you
My lil niggas gone crash out
Blow yo ass off
They shootin' shit that'll make you pass out
My lil bitch so cute and sexy
She bout ha money like KashDoll
Sheen worried bout nun of yall
And I'm up all night like I popped me a adderall
Got the choppa cross my shoulder, like some overalls
Don't make me come up for yall
These niggas peewee, they been hatin' on me lately
Why?
Cause I'm standing on top of yall

My bitch thick, bad, sexy, damn
All of the above (dayuumm)
We can bop, shoot, kill each other nigga
All of the above (Mula)
I got sticks, mops, dracs, 40s
All of the above (dayuumm)
All of the above (got damn)
All of the above (huuh)
My bitch thick, bad, sexy, damn
All of the above (dayuumm)
We can bop, shoot, kill each other nigga
All of the above (Mula)
I got sticks, mops, dracs, 40s
All of the above (dayuumm)
All of the above (got damn)
All of the above (huuh)

My bitch gotta big ass booty
I'm hittin' ha with big ole moves
And I gotta big ole tool
I hope he don't think I'm no fool
She eat the dick like its food
And I give lil baby the blues
We can bop shoot it out
But you gone snitch like a mouse
Gone run ya mouth cause you a rat
And yeen really with that
I'm in ha stomach like 6 packs
Imma need bitches to buy 3 guns
I just got off bout 3 bonds
Nigga run up, Imma beat em
He gone think I had 3 arms
And I ain't got no time for these niggas
I'm tryna get straight to the paper
I'm sippin' yellow like the Lakers
I'm ballin' hard like the Pacers
I cross ya over like I'm Tracy
Goin' hard like I'm ZBo
You save ya hoe like a hero
My name hold weight like a hippo
You can catch fire like a zippo
My lil bitch so tall, I'm choppin' ha on my toes
I got them dracs, them mops, nshit
Might hit yo block nshit
I'm with the clean up crew, and they moppin' shit
No pimple, they poppin' shit

My bitch thick, bad, sexy, damn
All of the above (dayuumm)
We can bop, shoot, kill each other nigga
All of the above (Mula)
I got sticks, mops, dracs, 40s
All of the above (dayuumm)
All of the above (got damn)
All of the above (huuh)
My bitch thick, bad, sexy, damn
All of the above (dayuumm)
We can bop, shoot, kill each other nigga
All of the above (Mula)
I got sticks, mops, dracs, 40s
All of the above (dayuumm)
All of the above (got damn)
All of the above (huuh)