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E'rything
Give me give me e'rything
I want e'rything
I've been chasing e'rything
E'rything
Give me give me e'rything
I want e'rything
I've been chasing e'rything
E'rything
Give me give me e'rything
I want e'rything
I've been chasing e'rything
E'rything
Give me give me e'rything
I want e'rything
I've been chasing e'rything

Cribs-cars-cash and women
I want that good life
Where the party's never end and
Every night's a good night
So sick of that hood life
I'll hustle with my music
I'm trying have a house
Up on a hill with perfect views and
Ima chase that shit
I want mountains in my windows baby
Make that shit
Real I'm puffin on this indo baby
Taste that shit
Come on and take that shit
We gon party til the sunrise comes
We're way past lit
Ain't it funny-this dummy-gets money
Plenty-of honeys-to love me
Rub me-up kiss me-and hug me
I want a-place where-it's sunny
I want garages with Bentleys
Foriegns where wheels keep spinning
Pilots on stand by to fly me
To any city or country
I can't let nothin' distract me
I can be clean or get nasty
I want those windows where glass be
Fogged up with a button click
I want a pad on my roof
For choppers to land-and a booth
Down in the basement to spaz in
Nothing can keep me from this

E'rything
Give me give me e'rything
I want e'rything
I've been chasing e'rything
E'rything
Give me give me e'rything
I want e'rything
I've been chasing e'rything
E'rything
Give me give me e'rything
I want e'rything
I've been chasing e'rything
E'rything
Give me give me e'rything
I want e'rything
I've been chasing e'rything

I want a lawyer on retainer that don't know how to lose
I want vacation homes in places where the water so blue
That you can see the fucking bottom when your feet hit the sand
I want a tour bus more badass than the biggest of bands
I want accounts across the oceans cause my money too big
I want acres so my neighbors never know where I is
I want a personal chef that makes me seven course meals
Every night of the week so I can know how it feels
I want gold inside my mouth so I can sparkle and shine right
Diamonds on my neck so I'll be seen in the night life
Cars without the roofs on 'em zero to sixty
In three seconds or less and if it ain't that then miss me
Candy apple red tinted windows and empty
Storage spaces that's where we put kickers you get me
Shake em in the next lane-I want that success fame
May have good and bad but I'll be shining with the best mane

E'rything
Give me give me e'rything
I want e'rything
I've been chasing e'rything
E'rything
Give me give me e'rything
I want e'rything
I've been chasing e'rything
E'rything
Give me give me e'rything
I want e'rything
I've been chasing e'rything
E'rything
Give me give me e'rything
I want e'rything
I've been chasing e'rything

Written by:
Jerry Hall

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