Wale, Mario, The Game - All The Way Gone lyrics

[Wale, Mario, The Game - All The Way Gone lyrics]

She leave her hair in the sink
She leave her hair on the floor
Her hair all over the bed
That make me love her more
She wear a scarf, Louis V the big sack
It's a wrap, messing up her wrap
Blowing out her back
Never let another rat hit it
From back or the front
On my mama nigga, I be gone for months
I come back

And it's still tight
I like when it's real tight

I'm a lick in circles now

Tell me what that feel like

Feels like when you try them red bottoms on
It feels like the song cause
We all the way gone
Between me and you, do anything for old girl
Like hit it in the morning, yeah, cold world

Baby you're the one
You ain't gotta hit the club no more
Sweeter than that
Tryna find the one
But you been looking for love
In all the wrong places
Every day's a movie, girl
You make the scene
They gonna keep on watching
We gonna be all the way gone
We gonna be all the way gone

She call me all the time
I ain't no regular Joe
I be staying at the Roosevelt
More than Marilyn goes
I met some bitches with Chuck
But I was wearing some foam
Shorty been fly forever
These bitch's parachutes broke
CC's is on her purse so
I'm aware that she know
And you know the flow, they jack it
I'm apparently cold ya know
Life's limit's is bitter
I need another fruit
She know we can't elope
Look at what honey do
Straight G thing, double M G thing
Weed, they can't fuck wit em puffin AC green
When I peep in the public
Bet I'm leaving with something
And I'm so fly I make some
Homebodies liable to love it
Shout out diamond supply
Shout out Bobby on hundreds
Not too many is touching
Double M G this summer
The RED album, little red shortie
You can't touch him
I know Mario's on the hook
But I was playing Duck Hunt

Baby you're the one
You ain't gotta hit the club no more
Sweeter than that
Tryna find the one
But you been looking for love
In all the wrong places
Every day's a movie, girl
You make the scene
They gonna keep on watching
We gonna be all the way gone
We gonna be all the way gone

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone
Send him the voice mail cause
We all the way gone
And you ain't doing nothing wrong
But killing the competition in
That Cosabella thong
Turn to the side, let me see them thighs
Profile, man I'm digging your style
We can start slow now
Then speed it up
This playing in the background
While I beat it up - I beat it up

Baby soon as we get home
It won't take us too long
We gonna make it to the bedroom
I like the guest room
You can pick the next room
Put the camera on the tripod
Got me playing on your iPod
I know you feeling me on my job: Director

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