..One. Lyrics

Momma always told me I was one of one

She taught me well, I know she proud of her son

I handle my business and after that what's done is done

There's nothin' mythical about me, not a leprechaun

Mode on Autobot, eliminate Decepticons

Up early if to catch me, I'm the one they slept in on

I control my energy so I can "hadouken" in a street fight, it only lasts 2 seconds long

Here to get mine, that's the mission

I'm the gas in the engine, the key in the ignition

We all make it rain dear, I'm ganged up like Blitzen

My favorite lessons to teach are to those that don't listen

I crack my knuckles, take my time though my shawty want to see me

She prefer my Marilyn Miglin to the CC

So if you make her wait for a bear hug and a deep breathe

Someone will have to pay and I can bet you it won't be me

Not to say that I can't pay up

Spent 200$ for us just to eat a grade A lunch

400$ somethin took care of dinner

Then she grabbed my hand, said "Babe, I want to see some strippers"

Who am I to deny ?

Even if I'd rather be in the Stu chiefin', my type of vibe

Understand I've done a lot just to bring out a smile

If you don't like spicy then go find mild

Grown man shit, was little man as a child

Then man child when I grew some, getting' wild

Then man man, holdin' a stick like Bamm-Bamm Rubble

In my wake when I split like Can-Can

Not stuck in one spot I move around freely

If I feel I need it on me then you probably won't see me

Good vibes only means I only accept GV's

I hang around FL's, that's a step above VV's

I need the whole pie, I don't eat at Cici's

Mads was goin through it, I told her to hit GG

And if she need it I got 5.56's, not BBs

Loaded with gloves on, I'll be drivin', I'm the DD

Always been the driver ever since I got a whip

Ridin' where I shouldn't but I got acknowledgment

Got in to a couple things, on some wild shit

Felt I had to prove I was one, prove it, that I did

No tint, leant back to limit exposure

If it wasn't for bacon then I could go kosher

Cause I don't mess with pigs nor crabs in the ocean

If somethin' smells fishy then I pass it right over

My senses are fine tuned

I predict the monsoon

Never stop workin', it will be my time soon

Always put that work in like I'm livin' on a commune

My heritage and ancestry full of go-getters

No sweat dropped on a 7-10 splitter

You only get one chance to reconsider

Not a courier yet results I deliver

If I show up, you know it's somethin' fun

I only leave the crib to make the money come

No space on the schedule for the dummy dumbs

Momma always told me, yeah I'm one of one