All The Way Gone (Explicit)-The Game/Mario/Wale

Just me and you girl oh Baby you're the one 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 ni**a, 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 b**ches with Chuck, but I was wearing some foam Shorty been fly forever, these b**ch'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 limits is bitter, I need another fruit She know we can't elope, look at what honey do Straight G thing, double M G thing W**d, they f**k can't 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 Cut! 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