All The Way Gone Lyrics

The Game

The R.E.D. Album

Lyrics to All The Way Gone
All The Way Gone Video:
[feat. Mario & Wale]

[Game:]
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 nigga, I be gone for months
I come back

[Mario:]
And it's still tight, I like when it's real tight

[Game:]
I'm a lick in circles now...

[Mario:]
Tell me what that feel like

[Game:]
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

[Mario:]
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 gon keep on watching
We gonna be all the way gone
We gonna be all the way gone

[Wale:]
She call me all the time, I ain't no regular Joe
I be staying at the Roosevelt more than Marilyn goes
I messing bitches with Chucks, but I was wearing some foam
Shorty been fly forever, these bitch's parachutes broke
?
And you know the flow, they jack it, I'm a?
Life's limits is bitter, I need another fruit
She know we can't elope, look at?
Straight heat thing, double M G thing
?
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 to?
Shout out Bobby?
The RED album, lil red shortie, you can't touch him
I know Mario's on the hook, but I was playing Duck Hunt

[Mario:]
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 gon keep on watching
We gonna be all the way gone
We gonna be all the way gone

[Game:]
Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone
Send him the voicemail 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...

[Mario:]
Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long
We gon 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

[Game:]
Cut!
Songwriters: CANNON, DONALD E./AKINTIMEHIN, OLUBOWALE VICTOR/EDWARDS, LAMAR DAUNTE/BARRETT, MOSES III/TAYLOR, JAYCEON TERRELL/DOPSON, LARRANCE LEVAR
Publisher: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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