Songwriters: Gaugh, Floyd I (Iv); Wilson, Eric; Nowell, Bradley James;All that I need  Look at all the love that we found, oh  I won't run and pull one jack move  They love her for the Kingston sound    Flava flav and I C E  Once said somethin' that made me  Want to burn my liquor store down to the ground  But I just can't leave the pad  'Cause I'll surely wind up dead  'Cause I know they're out there waitin'  And watchin' for me    Still I got my yellow cat  And my wooden baseball bat  And my shiny silver gat  And if my homie got my back  Then I've got    All that I need  Look at all the love we've found, oh  I won't run and pull no one jack move  They love her for the Kingston sound, oh    Ohh  Ohh    I wont slip and I won't trip  Send Matt Vargas to regrip  While I'm wrenchin' on my ride  In that secret pad where we hide  There's always lots of fun stuff to do  Like relax and design a brand new tattoo  Play with my crossword puzzle book  I'm even learnin' how to cook    Have you seen little whore, baby  Someone said that she stole my Freddie  And then she made off with my last clean rig  I'm gonna kill that funky ditch pig  So what?    Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad  'Cause I know you're talkin' about me, makin' it hard to live  But I don't no want no dick, don't want no money down  My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest spot in town  Take it nice and easy  Don't want no Sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me    'Cause all that I need  Look at all the love we've found, oh  I wont run and pull the one jack move  They love her for the Kingston sound, oh    Baby, wanna give me kisses sweet  Only for a night with no repeat  Baby you wanna leave and never go  But the taste of honey is worse than none at all      © LOU DOG PUBLISHING; MUSIC CORPORATION OF AMERICA; GASOLINE ALLEY MUSIC;    these lyrics are last corrected by Sara!