Wale – The Remake Of A Remake (All I Need) ft. Tawiah with Lyrics

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I couldn’t find any lyrics online for this track so I wrote ‘em up:

Wale – “The Remake Of A Remake (All I Need) ft. Tawiah” Lyrics:

(Phonecall)

What up
Goddamn it

(Wale)

You Know
I like you, like a little bit
A little tiny bit

(Tawiah)

Just a little bit

(Wale)

Like ‘that much’

Listen
Shorty I’m here for you anytime you need me
For real girl it’s me in your world, believe me
Nuttin’ make a man feel better than a woman
Queen wit’ a crown I be down or whatever

In this life, nothing is forever, my lady
We can make war, make babies
Back when I was nothin’, you made a brother feel like he was somethin’
So now I show you off to the block, no frontin’

Even when the skies is grey and my money was low
But not a dough like Kaziro
Not relying on the light no more
‘Cause every night the light kiss she blow the only shot I know

Can make the eyes of the blind perform
I got my wife’s–fuck a ring the ice ain’t really nothing to her
and I ain’t frontin’ for her, she know just what it is
And I got mad love to give

(Chorus)

Like sweet morning dew
I took one look at you
And it was plain to see
You were my destiny

With my arms open wide
I threw away my pride
I’ll sacrifice for you
Dedicate my life for you

I will go where you lead
Always there in time of need
And when I lose my will
You’ll be there to push me up the hill

There’s no–no looking back for us
We got love, sure enough that’s enough
You’re all, you’re all I need
To get by

All, I need, to get by, ohh

(Wale)

Yeah
I got a love, jones for your body and your skin tone
Five minutes alone, I’m already on the ‘you know’
Whenever I’m through you already on the phone
That’s why all your lil’ homies plottin’ to get me home

But no, head over heels, you better get me
Forever all about you, like Wrigley’s
It be true, me for you, that’s how it is
I be–you know what?–you be my whiz

I’m your Mister, you my Misses, with hugs and kisses
Valentine cards and birthday wishes–Please!
We avoid Pagan, the pace is far more amazin’ than the maze
Raced by the Blacklists

Won’t stray where the hate is
They just ate, but yet they know squat like a leglift
This is love, nothing else is close
Now I’m signin’ off, so let my girl go

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