All or Nothing - Puff Daddy, The Family, Wiz Khalifa

Ayo this shit like the superbowl

It’s us against them Bad Boy bitch Coke Boys

Verse everybody

I want it all or nothing, don’t give me nothing

Don’t give me nothing

Ayo French, yo, talk to 'em

I want it all or nothing, these niggas be fronting

These niggas be fronting

You know what I’m talking 'bout

You came here with nothing, you leave here with nothing

You know what I’m talking 'bout, you know what I’m talking 'bout

She came here with nothing, she gon' leave with nothing

I was born with nothing, gon' die with nothing

My dome is strapped and she’ll die for nothing

You came here for them, came out with nothing

My whole team stunting, neck full of gold, haaan

I’m high and drunk, don’t listen to this

No OG or Puff, got Christian women

She came from the block, it was picture women

Hop on this yacht, come fishing with me

All these bad bitches taking pictures with me

All the police taking pictures of me

New Lambo, old pistol with me

Got bando out the window of it

I want it all or nothing, don’t give me nothing

Don’t give me nothing

Ayo French, yo, talk to 'em

I want it all or nothing, these niggas be fronting

These niggas be fronting

You know what I’m talking 'bout

You came here with nothing, you leave here with nothing

You know what I’m talking 'bout, you know what I’m talking 'bout

I want it all

You want it too but shit, I want it more

I had a ball

I spoke to Ye, he said «I am a god»

Got no time though

You know what I’m talking 'bout?

You can’t take it with you, you might as well ball

You know what I’m talking 'bout?

I take from the rich and I give to the poor

I want it all or nothing, don’t give me nothing

I was born with nothing, gon' die with nothing

They ain’t give me nothing so I owe 'em nothing

I want it all or nothing, don’t give me nothing

Don’t give me nothing

Ayo French, yo, talk to 'em

I want it all or nothing, these niggas be fronting

These niggas be fronting

You know what I’m talking 'bout

You came here with nothing, you leave here with nothing

You know what I’m talking 'bout, you know what I’m talking 'bout

I want all the weed, I want all the cheese

I want a bad bitch from overseas

I need my dick sucked, I mean, on your knees

I roll a paper plane, go where I’m supposed to be

I’m probably in the clouds and I ain’t looking down

No problems, I got all smiles

The niggas with me, they all wild

Counting money, let it all pile

They’ve been waiting a long while

For a young nigga with his own style

She hit my phone and I go to her house

Give me that brain, told her open her mouth

Know when I’m 'bout, money, marijuana, pussy

Some things I don’t go without

Come to my house, probably get lost

Have you stuffing weed in cones you won’t make it out

I be so high that I’m floating

Fucked this bitch and now she open

Talking 'bout she want a real one

All these niggas, I don’t feel none

Hundred thousand dollar bills on her

Wrote another thousand dollar meal

I’m the king and all my niggas loyal still

Take your bitch and fuck her, crazy for the thrill

I ain’t tripping on you niggas cause I’m making paper

Laugh now, she gon' fuck me later

Smell the KK from the elevator

No phones, they investigators