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Lyrics : The One

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Aye, I hate a n***a that be talking when he shouldn’t
Tell that n***a radio, Cuba Gooding
Took his chain and his gun, good looking
I did everything they said I couldn’t
Okay, I’m finna f**k the world with this hot sh*t
I don’t check my b*t*h phone, that’s that cop sh*t
Okay, you might be a little on, but you not this
This that heat off the stove like some hot grits
Bop bop n***a, drop top in the winter
I’m a real hot n***a, big chop in the sprinter
Parking lot with them killers
Getting top from a bop, selling rocks to her pops
b*t*h I’m all about the guap
I’m like how can I not keep going, keep flowing
Dog, I’m off this E rolling, I don’t show no emotion
High as f**k I keep smoking, bad b*t*h she deep throating
I’m the sh*t and she know it
Feel like I’m out of my mind so I gotta keep smoking
Hit the game with some water, I’m like deep up in this ocean
Don't wanna be like my father, so I gotta keep focused
No disrespect to my n***a, I know that he know