One Time

(albüm: Bodyache - 2019)

I really got love for everybody
I don't really wanna make no intro, I just, I just wanna do it, you know
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

One time for my momma and pops
One time for that boy in the block (Awoo)
One time for that bitch you got
Two times for that thing she popped
One time for my T, uh (Yeah)
Gassed up, baby cook it like cops (Cook it like cops)
One time for you hating hoes
Tryna peek while I'm cooking my pot
One time for the homies, stay it down, never gave up on me
One time for lil' Tony, driving fast by y'all jabronies
No times for the phonies
Fuck ya ice, meet my zamboni
One time for your boy, go bananas would you do that for me

I fuck with the north and the east and the west but you know that I got real love for the south (Yeah)
'Til I went to bed, I had a little red
Our momma ain't want no drugs in the house (No, no)
I fuck with the north and the east and the west but you know that I got real love for the south (Yeah)
'Til I went to bed, I had a little red
Our momma ain't want no drugs in the house (No, no)

Ain't no way in hell I let no bitch fuck up my mood, I refuse
This my money, spend it how I choose, Tommy Cruise (Bitch)
In public smoking purple like a bruise
Hit my moves (Ayo)
If you buy that bitch some Jimmy Choos, then you lose
Everything coke, I said it
Milfs on my dick like Oprah said it
I really got love for everybody
The fame and the money, I hope you get it
It's Mister bend her back, got some Gouda in the sack
Talking 'bout baby, swiss and Povalone, blue cheese [?]
Wait one second player, hold the phone, my shit might be tapped
These police want bring the quota home, hoping that you snap
She gave in to them temptations that relate to fornication
Education and my paper had remotely no relation, uh

I fuck with the north and the east and the west but you know that I got real love for the south (Uh, uh)
'Til I went to bed, I had a little red
Our momma ain't want no drugs in the house (Uh, uh)
I fuck with the north and the east and the west but you know that I got real love for the south (Ay)
'Til I went to bed, I had a little red
Our momma ain't want no drugs in the house (Ay)