Artist: Juicy J f/ K Camp Album: Blue Dream & Lean 2 Song: All I Need Typed by: r0llinlacs@yahoo.com (Intro, Juicy J) Uh huh, you know what it is You ain't gon trust your bitch after tonight Uh huh I'ma make her whore out (Hook, K Camp) All I need is one more drank Two more blunts Three more bitches Four more zips Five more minutes All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank Two more blunts Three more bitches Four more zips Five more minutes All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank, one more drank (Verse 1, Juicy J) All I need is one more skank, dirty pussy Suck my dick, scary movie I let her use me All in her mouth, my dick in her booty We all on the couch The cameras is out And she say she a viiiiiirgin BITCH, SHUT THE FUCK UUUUUUPPPPPPPPP!!!! I'm bout my bread Gettin throwed Gettin blowed Gettin trippy, gettin lit on these hoes Fuck 'em slow In my Cup, Colt 45, high as fuck Twenty dabs 140,000 dollar tab Clutchin my gat (Hook, K Camp) All I need is one more drank Two more blunts Three more bitches Four more zips Five more minutes All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank Two more blunts Three more bitches Four more zips Five more minutes All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank, one more drank (Verse 2, K Camp) All she need is one more shot That bitch lit, you can tell Pull out that package, here your boss You got mail Smoke one more Touch that cloud This that loud That lil bitch, she get act up she get wild We turned up, too much liquor You can't hold me Light a pit, fucked her friend now she know me Drop my top, out my roof that's that Roley Girl don't play, I'm right here you can show me (Hook, K Camp) All I need is one more drank Two more blunts Three more bitches Four more zips Five more minutes All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank Two more blunts Three more bitches Four more zips Five more minutes All I need is one more drank, one more drank All I need is one more drank, one more drank (Verse 3, Juicy J) Mafia! Yeah ho! Damn I miss the ninety's Yeah shit was wild We was livin like rock stars, droppin Mystic Stylez Ain't nobody else believe in what we was puttin down Nigga almost homeless tryin'a get it off the ground No support, everybody thought we'd never be shit Tryin'a start our own label, on some Master P shit Tryin'a get some distribution, major labels ain't feelin us Door slammed in our face, still ain't givin up! Still on the grind, still on the rise Even had to sell my whip to pay for studio time Made a name, made some change, got respect, got some fame Now they love our shit cause we made our own lane Tryin'a sign everybody, put some money in they pockets Had a ball on the road, every night we had it poppin They ain't hold us down, did it on our own With our backs on the wall, we put plaques on the wall Then the problems start pickin up Posse starts splittin up People started switchin up We still not givin up I love 'em though We been through it all, they my brothers though And that's some real shit We wasn't always rich We didn't have a pot to piss Hustle harder than a bitch Slangin records like they bricks From the ground to the throne, it's been a hell of a trip Bring me one more drink, while I sit and reminisce