[Intro: Rick Ross & The Dream]
Every time I call, she just come
'Cause every time I call, she get to cum
Damn, I'm a lover, yeah, look what this shit done
When I used to keep a roll of them bitches like "Which one?"
It's the the boss (Radio Killa)
It's not a dream, baby (Radio Killa, Killa, Killa)
Or is it a dream?

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
She graduated from the school of arts
Now she's swimmin' in a pool of sharks
Roughest n***as with the coolest cars
Sophomore year, had her first ménage
Met in D.C. like, "Go Barack!"
Girl drunk it like a Fiji and she blowed my socks
Every night, she comin' through for me to fuck that
Found out she had a man, I hollered, "Fuck that"
Better give that boy a bus pass
I see no competition, baby girl a must have
Might let her sit it on my mustache
But maybe not, but then again, it make her bust fast
Good dick make a chick wanna cut class
The way I'm knockin' at the door, they call it trespass
She my dime, not the one I wanna cuss at
Lookin' fine, real diamonds on the cut glass
[Chorus: The-Dream]
People call you blind (People call you blind), oh
But all you need is me, girl (All you need is me, girl)
You're all that's in my mind (Oh yeah, babe)
All you need is me, girl, uh, and all I want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you (All I want is you)
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you (All I want is you)

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Who can hit it mo' faster?
I'm talkin' authentic orgasms
Film that, play it on a big plasma
Back to work just a lil' bit faster
She say life is a journey
I need mine, just like my attorney
I get sued like a n***a switch shoes
Long money, but he got a quick fuse
Ride slow, but I'm in a quick car
Pause for a minute, paint a mental picture
Baby girl, my money good
Who turned her on to Nicholas Kirkwood?
Time to give that boy a bus pass
I see no competition, baby girl a must have
She shines like a diamond
Motivation for my rhymin'
[Chorus: The-Dream]
People call you blind (People call you blind), oh
But all you need is me, girl (All you need is me, girl)
You're all that's in my mind (Oh yeah, babe)
All you need is me, girl, uh, and all I want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you (All I want is you)
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you (All I want is you)

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Suede peacoat with the Gucci trim
Knew it was him by the Gucci brim
We gotta do it B-I-G
I'm tryna hit the lottery in V.I.P. 
Green leaves in my shot glass
On ice, whole team a Cîroc ad
Ain't nothin' you can tell me
I'm on her heels like I'm Jonathan Kelsey
Told her friends that she felt me
We made love to the Love/Hate LP
She my Josephine Baker
May need morphine the deeper that I take her
I'm a back breaker
'Nother tax bracket, Benz Maybach-er
Green Bay Packer
My life a movie, so tonight let's write a chapter
[Chorus: The-Dream]
People call you blind (People call you blind), oh
But all you need is me, girl (All you need is me, girl)
You're all that's in my mind (Oh yeah, babe)
All you need is me, girl, uh, and all I want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you (All I want is you)
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you
All a n***a really want is you, all a n***a really want is you (All I want is you)