On One - The Game, Ty Dolla $ign, King Marie

On One - The Game, Ty Dolla $ign, King Marie

Альбом
Blood Moon: Year Of The Wolf
Год
2014
Язык
`English`
Длительность
194780

Below is the lyrics of the song On One , artist - The Game, Ty Dolla $ign, King Marie with translation

Lyrics " On One "

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On One

The Game, Ty Dolla $ign, King Marie

Bae trippin', I don’t know what the hell wrong

Bae dippin' she on some shit

I got her Louis luggage packed for the longest trip

I’m like girl, you ain’t my baby mama (no), you ain’t my girlfriend (no)

All up in the club, niggas tryna fuck

Holdin' bottles up, get you caught up in that whirlwind

I text her like «King what you doing?»

I’m in the club feeling nice, I’m on one

(I hate that I ever met you, I hate that I ever met you)

Boy when I drink with you, I’m on one

Damn it boy I hate you so much

(I hate that I ever me you)

You can blame yourself, for doing it to me

Damn I hate you so much, got me feeling like Kelis

Yeah, there’s so many girls, to my left and my right

If I get one more drink, I’mma switch to the other side

I’m in the club feeling nice, I’m on one

(I hate that I ever met you, I hate that I ever met you)

Boy when I drink with you, I’m on one

Damn it boy I hate you so much

(I hate that I ever me you)

In the club feelin' nice

She bet I roll the dice

She give me that wet wet

I give her this pipe ooh

I fly her out when I be out of town

Fuck her in the room with the speakers loud, yeah

She give me head on the highway

She say her favorite position is sideways, ooh

Found out she ain’t the only girl

Sent me straight to the voicemail

I text her with a «fuck you at?»

She hit back

I’m in the club feeling nice, I’m on one

(I hate that I ever met you, I hate that I ever met you)

Boy when I drink with you, I’m on one

Damn it boy I hate you so much

(I hate that I ever me you)

I know

You a dime piece, but I ain’t no side piece

And who this other nigga?

Cause I got my side piece

And I got my side chick, replacement killers

This baby sittin' Versace

You hate me bitch, but wish you sittin' beside me

In the 'Gatti, feelin' like Irv when I swerve

Watch me murder the curb

Bet it murder your mind, she got words for you birds

(I'm in the club)

I’m in the club feeling nice, I’m on one

(I hate that I ever met you, I hate that I ever met you)

Boy when I drink with you, I’m on one

Damn it boy I hate you so much

(I hate that I ever me you)

I thought you loved me?!

You was my baby!

My fuckin' cinnamon apple!

My rose!

You was always there for me!

And you wanna leave me for some fuckin' dumb ass

nigga?!

For some dumb nigga!

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