All The Way Up - David Guetta, Fat Joe, Remy Ma

David Guetta, Fat Joe

Remy Ma, I'm all the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

All the way up

I'm all the way up, I'm all the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

Shorty what you want?

Shorty what you need?

My niggas run the game, we ain't ever leavin'

Countin' up this money, we ain't never sleepin'

You got V12, I got 12 V's

Got bottles, got weed, got molly

Shorty what you want?

I got what you need

I'm all the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

All the way up, all the way up

All the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

Just left a big house to a bigger house

Ain't have a girlfriend but the bitch is out

Chanel, Prada bags, shit ain't even out

With the gold chains, and the linging, Birk, and cocaine

Lit it up, Pac shit, I hit 'em up

You talking colour money, purple in and blue derm

I got brown in here, I ain't talking 'bout Ross bitch

I'm that nigga on Viagra dick, that means I'm all the way up

Shorty what you want?

I got what you need

I'm all the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up

Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up