Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song One Mo Gin, artist - Ad. Album song Regional Departure, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: League Of Starz, Swish MGMT
Song language: English
One Mo Gin |
They say pride’ll kill a man, take a real one to get you humble |
Round after round, then we fight and ready to rumble |
You be playing games, Jumanji all in your jungle |
Ain’t too fond of the maps, tryna resort the bumble look |
Lil' fumble I’m makin' an interception |
Pass on remarks but I’m open to interjections |
Need your face glowing to compliment your complexion |
Take you to the sky, we living just like the, yeah |
You insecure like you Issa Rae |
At Diamond work the pole like you Lisa Raye |
Check the status, Louis bag is what you need today |
All them letters, took backwards from Z to A, aye |
Used to serenade you to them slow songs |
Yeah, you held it down I could do no wrong, aye |
First you hate me then you love me, then you love me then you hate me, |
what I go on, aye |
One more gin, ay (yeah, yeah) |
One more gin, ay |
One more gin, won’t waste your time |
One more gin (yeah, yeah) |
One more gin (yeah) |
One more gin, baby on my mind |
Baby tell me what’s wrong, yeah (ay) |
Don’t know what you be on, got me like «aye» |
Remind me of that one song, before anything came between us, yeah, yeah |
You make me wanna leave the one I’m with |
And start a new relationship you but I won’t take it back though |
Blow your phone up like «where you at though?» |
Panties to the side, leave 'em on, you just slide me through the back door |
Cameras on we ain’t gotta act though |
All these niggas milkin' you was, hurt your stomach like you lactose |
Fendi, Chanel, bath soaps, leave ya back broke |
Travel get you stamped up, keep running up your passport, aye |
You know how a nigga really is |
We can hit the telly make too many kids |
You auction I make many bids |
A bad boy I’ma do it just like Diddy, no |
A bad boy grab a he just like Diddy did |
I’m a city kid, you knew that I’d be really big |
So why the hell we always arguing and fighting, damn |
Bobby and Whitney love, know this shit exciting but |
We should be somewhere on an island but you trippin' |
One more gin, ay (yeah, yeah) |
One more gin, ay |
One more gin, won’t waste your time |
One more gin (yeah, yeah) |
One more gin (yeah) |
One more gin, baby on my mind |
Baby tell me what’s wrong, yeah (ay) |
Don’t know what you be on, got me like «aye» |
Remind me of that one song, before anything came between us, yeah, yeah |