All That Songtext
von MC Lyte

There′s a song that I sing
Whenever I'm sad, feelin′ bad

It was a date, a simple little fuckin' date
Or so I thought, wasn't that my grave mistake?
He picked me up at eight from my crib
We went to dinner and he ordered baby back ribs
What a waste, a waste of the mind and body
And then he said, "Lyte, would you like to go and party?"
I thought about it, and then I said, "No!
Pay for my food, motherfucker, and let′s go!"

He said, "My, aren′t we aggressive?"
Damn right and I'm also perceptive
I know your kind, you roam around the fuckin′ town
You wanna slap it, flip it, and rub it down
You want some booty but you're gettin′ none this way
You better ask Suzie, Sally or that girl Fay
You gets none, you hear me you cheesy rat?
Because I'm Lyte, and I′m havin' none of that


I'm all that, yes, I′m all that, that (she′s all that)
You ask how? I'm all that now (and the girl you live by, yeah)
I′m all of that, yes, I'm all of that, that (she′s all that)
Strollin' through your hood to the base, that (and that′s the bottom line)

First, I head out, into the red-eye
Turn the AC on so it feels cool inside
Step in the jam, bearin' good news
Although for some folks, I bring the blues
Always solo, no relyin' on a posse
I see what you see, do you see what I see?
I see suckers, many pucker-uppers
Ass-kissers, as well as butt-lickers

Many many that will do me good and plenty
Don′t know me from Adam, but wanna get with me
Claimin′ they will do or have done or have did me
Talkin' that game, your ass′ll get slapped
Because I'm Lyte, and I′m havin' none of that
Ladies and gentlemen

I′m all that, yes, I'm all that, that (she's all that)
You ask how? I′m all that now (and the girl you live by, yeah)
I′m all of that, yes, I'm all of that, that (she′s all that)
Strollin' through your hood to the base, that (and that′s the bottom line)


That, that
Ayo, Milk, ayo, Milk, this is to the beat
Yo, I just checked out Lyte's new cut
And yo, it′s all that, all that
Yo, I get witchu, peace
That

Way back when, shit wasn't funny
I'm talkin′ LQ days, your golds and your money
If you wore gold, the shit was gettin′ taken
Hard rocks, don't even bother fakin′

'Cause they could sense a sucker as soon as they saw him
And oh, well, how I felt sorry for them
Razor in my pocket, for my protection
Blackjack in my bag for a little selection

You got beef? Bitch, choose your weapon
I sliced and diced, and then I kept steppin′
For me to go for that woulda just been wack
Because I'm Lyte, and I′m havin' none of that

I'm all that, yes, I′m all that, that (she′s all that)
You ask how? I'm all that now (and the girl you live by, yeah)
I′m all of that, yes, I'm all of that, that (she′s all that)
Strollin' through your hood to the base, that (and that′s the bottom line)

She's all that (yo, Milk, this is Lyte, you there?)
And the girl you live by, yeah (alright, I just called to see if you was finished and all that)
And that's the bottom line (yo, and don′t make that shit soft, alright?)
(Alright, when you get in just give me a buzz)