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t-shawn – one time lyrics

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verse 1
woo, this that dripping candy paint
this that n-ggas shorties tripping n-ggas b-tching cause they can’t, this that rolling through the city
no refilling half a tank, all yo n-ggas smoking reggie
all my n-ggas rolling dank
n-gga shout out to them shorties that performing on that pole
then jump fresh out in the city
that hard work is all they know;
this that whip that grain, that wood, so clean, sip lean
then hit that yak
this that chick that ride yo d-ck so good you have a heart attack, n-gga this that
put your hands up high, if you fly
and you know you rep the south
t–th so clean with the diamonds in your mouth
and the chick so bad , can’t help but hate they spouse
tryna keep from looking at colors in your blouse
say ya man ain’t home, got me feeling so aroused
stuck up in this party, but i think i’m bout to bounce
got so many dirty looks a n-gga couldn’t even count
n-gga couldn’t even count

bride
i think i’m going greek, been sipping on this liquor just to make it through the week
not being disrespectful with a handful of her cheeks
i’m just tryna wait and see if she can be my feature pieces

chorus
one time for the freaks
n-gga two times for the geeks
three times for my n-ggas in the streets
one time for your mind, shout to my n-ggas on the grind
all them cops steady creeping from behind
one time for my ex, even tho she love to second guess
know ya boy got his hand up in her dress
one time to the earth, know a n-gga came up out the dirt
now it time to show these n-ggas what i’m worth
show these n-ggas what i’m worth

verse:2
i swag like wonton soup
but first i park my car n-gga cause that’s just how i do
i hop up out my caddy easter pink like majin boo
rolling through the city with the tones, looking too grown
how i’m swaggin in the coup, here’s the truth
ima playa, i never had no problems with the paper
so you know a n-gga got another chain
went and put rims on a kia, met a fly mama sita
cause i’m ballin at a really low rate
went and got drapped in the da-da
louie gucci and prada, got the lv’s stuck up on my frames
n-gga got louie louie vision, if you blink you’ll prolly miss it
that’s what happens when you get a little fame
never change, but you spend, happens every weekend
hit the club full of liquor and some gin
and all them n-ggas rushing just to claim that you was friends
they pop out like a phantom, they been ghost since 2010
then they quick pull out a pen and then they ask you for a benz
don’t pretend, you a b-tch -ss n-gga f-ck..

bridge
i think i’m going greek
been sipping on this liquor just to make it through the week
i’m tired of these geeks and all these n-ggas acting cheap
im just tryna make my paper and just spend it all on me

chorus
one time for the freaks
n-gga two times for the geeks
three times for my n-ggas in the streets
one time for your mind, shout to my n-ggas on the grind
all them cops steady creeping from behind
one time for my ex, even tho she love to second guess
know ya boy got his hand up in her dress
one time to the earth, know a n-gga came up out the dirt
now it time to show these n-ggas what i’m worth
show these n-ggas what i’m worth



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