All Over

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All the thugs in the clubs get your cris on ice (ice)
 Ladies in the club shake your body like dice (dice)
 My kind of jam so we're doin it right
 Yo, who got the inflow keepin it tight
 Lisa Maffia (huh)
 Remember I told you, I'm a soldier (ha)
 Drop this in the club and it's all over
 It's all over
 It's all over
 Tonight leave out the crib with the Gucci prize
 Christian Dior boots, Fendi life
 Then be my girls roll up in the night
 Outside the club security tight
 Skip through the queue to the door on the right
 Up on the floor by the bar what do you like
 Time out bezzel techno ice
 I'm in the wrong room this is techno night
 Into room two playin joints I like
 Breakers being Harlem shakin all night
 And if you're in the mood grip left and right
 Party all night we don't want no fight
 Solid we buy bars for the crew in sight
 In the VIP Dready be bringin the vibes
 One glass of verve two shots of ice
 Ladies shake your ass all night
 All the thugs in the clubs get your cris on ice (ice)
 Ladies in the club shake your body like dice (dice)
 My kind of jam so we're doin it right
 Yo, who got the inflow keepin it tight
 Lisa Maffia (huh)
 Remember I told you, I'm a soldier (ha)
 Drop this in the club and it's all over
 It's all over
 It's all over
 Lisa say its all over
 Me done tell ya bout how a skyla, skyla
 Don't watch dem gals dem a filler, filler
 Look like some old school thriller, thriller
 Why is there no champagne in the chiller
 My flows you don't know them get iller
 If you no cook you no get no dinner
 Me lose ya mind me a winner, winner
 Move your nastiness
 You can't chat to this
 Respect this
 Recognise this
 Realise this
 A big bad blows meat interprise this
 So solid hot, cannot despise this
 You can't hide this
 You cannot deprive this
 We move fast so you cannot collide this
 Everything right so you can't rectify this
 Ha, you're an idiot
 Lisa come done this
 All the thugs in the clubs get your cris on ice (ice)
 Ladies in the club shake your body like dice (dice)
 My kind of jam so we're doin it right
 Yo, who got the inflow keepin it tight
 Lisa Maffia (huh)
 Remember I told you, I'm a soldier (ha)
 Drop this in the club and it's all over
 It's all over
 It's all over
 It's me again Mega pumpin the G's my friend
 The ladies all say I do this with ease
 Begin to tease the niggaz then go
 Platinum freeze on them
 And come so stupid that they're
 Shakin their knees and blend
 You got one in it when
 So solid is turnin believe it
 All those dreams OK i can give you a minute
 Take that La Senza off of your whole spirit
 All the thugs in the clubs get your cris on ice (ice)
 Ladies in the club shake your body like dice (dice)
 My kind of jam so we're doin it right
 Yo, who got the inflow keepin it tight
 Lisa Maffia (huh)
 Remember I told you, I'm a soldier (ha)
 Drop this in the club and it's all over
 It's all over
 It's all over
 All the thugs in the clubs get your cris on ice (ice)
 Ladies in the club shake your body like dice (dice)
 My kind of jam so we're doin it right
 Yo, who got the inflow keepin it tight
 Lisa Maffia (huh)
 Remember I told you, I'm a soldier (ha)
 Drop this in the club and it's all over
 It's all over
 It's all over
 Yes, it's all over Lisa Maffia
 JD Dready productions huh
 Right under your nastiness ha

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Duration
03:43
Key
5
Tempo
103 BPM

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