Songtexte All That (+ a Bag O'Chips) - Mushtaq feat. Iceberg Slimm & Hil St. Soul

Hey, hey
Ooh, ooh, ooh

You must have been a blessing
An amazing revelation
Sent down to me
Could you be
An apparition
Figment of my imagination
Or just a dream
So unreal

You're like a breath of fresh air
In a sterile atmosphere
A visual feast (Mmm)
Good enough to eat (Mmm, mmm)
Boy, you got me salivating
And my pupils dilating
At the sight of you
Can't take my eyes off you

You're all that and then some
Plus a bag of chips
You bring me joy, happiness
I'm in a state of bliss
I rate your style
Think you're fine
You knock me out for six
Won't you be mine
In my life
'Cause you're the perfect fit

Please give me a moment
To regain my composure
Catch my breath
Adjust my dress
I don't mean to be so forward
But I'm really checkin' for ya
From your head
To your toes

You're a fine specimen (Ooh, ooh)
Of a homo sapien
I need to know (I need to know)
Do you want me to call every day? (Oh)
'Cause you know I have a good head on your shoulder (Mmm)
And I really dig you over
You're everything I've been searchin' for

You're all that (All that) and then some
Plus a bag of chips (Uh-huh)
You bring me joy (Joy), happiness
I'm in a state of bliss (Happiness)
I rate your style
Think you're fine
You knock me out for six
Won't you be mine (Be mine)
In my life
'Cause you're the perfect fit
You're all that (All that) and then some
Plus a bag of chips (Uh-huh)
You bring me joy (Joy), happiness
I'm in a state of bliss (Happiness)
I rate your style
Think you're fine
You knock me out for six
Won't you be mine (Be mine)
In my life
'Cause you're the perfect fit

Ha, where mush goes, ice follows, look

I'm the Richard Branson of rap
And the rappin' is what I do best
Go 'head, baby, and do it for all independent women
Mommy is bangin', Prada is hangin' with Gucci shoes on
Louis Vuitton is the bomb with the way you do it, do it
I know you watchin', papi, I'm really watchin', mami
I'm watchin' the way that you smile just off of where you watch me
Rippin' the highway on a black and silver Kawasaki
I'm sorry, mami, there ain't nothin' to it, to it
Ready, let's go, lock, block, and explode
Aimin' our goals strictly out for ill street soul
007'S ready for kissin', ready for rippin'
Ready for anything that you givin' once my ladies is willin'
And I'm feelin' everything that you do, promise it's true
So if you feelin' me, baby, I'm feelin' you too
That's the rules, keep it true from the start to the end
You know ice is a girl's best friend
So what you sayin', ma?

My heart is racin' (I'm racin')
Palpitatin'
Fill my head
With shapes of happiness (I'm flyin' high)
My soul is shakin' (Is shakin')
With jubilation
My dear prince
I have to confess (Oh, oh)

You're all that (All that) and then some
Plus a bag of chips
You bring me joy (Joy, joy, joy), happiness
I'm in a state of bliss (Uh-huh)
I rate your style (Ooh)
Think you're fine
You knock me out for six (Oh, you knock me out)
Won't you be mine (Oh, don't run away now)
In my life
'Cause you're the perfect fit

You're all that (Oh, you knock me out)

You bring me joy (Oh, you knock me out)
'Cause you're the perfect fit
You're all that (Oh, you knock me out)

You bring me joy (Oh, you knock me out)
'Cause you're the perfect fit