| «One, is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do»
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| Yeah… two! |
| Two! |
| Two! |
| Two
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| «One, is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do»
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| Tell me, who don’t wanna be at the top of this?
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| The top of the game, that’s obvious
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| I’m like Superman in Metropolis
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| But you cain’t see me through binoculars
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| As I fly high over the populace
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| Tryin to find where the hell my childhood is
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| I cain’t even see it with my irises
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| The only thing that I see is the irony
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| Think about the past and the life I lived
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| All of the days and the nights I spent
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| in the bottomless pit called poverty
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| Locked in a room, don’t bother me!
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| So if you plan on stoppin me
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| you need more than your vitamins
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| The rap game ain’t a lottery
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| Go to school, get a scholarship
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| Cause you still gotta deal with the politics
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| How you gon' not deal with it?
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| That’s like goin up inside of a brothel
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| and comin out remainin monogamous
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| It just don’t make a lot of sense
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| so I just stay positive
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| And if you ain’t where you tryin to get
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| then it’s a prison of the mind you in
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| «One, is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do»
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| You know who this is, mayyyyne
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| Big Kuntry Kainnng
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| Only one it’s only me, who gives a fuck 'bout 2 and 3?
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| You suckers been played out, like them damn Ferrari jeeps
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| I see you niggaz on the creep but y’all never next to me
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| Cain’t see you rock climbers when I’m on my mountain peak
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| Why peep? |
| Open yo' eyes — you see the cherry Mase' right?
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| You see the streets, rollin with me, cause my notary certified
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| You a hundred deep, but they be respectin me when it’s only I
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| Green pie, back it up, tell Matty pass the mic
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| Know what I’m sayin I’m nasty right, my lyrics got me creamin dykes
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| I’m by myself when takin flight, and fuckin them girls that keep it tight
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| Redbox, is the movement, Tim, where’s they (Home Improvement)?
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| While you rappers keep on tryin, I’m #1 already proven
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| «One, is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do»
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| What is the numero uno?
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| I dip and I slide in my two-do'
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| Deez niggaz be watchin while bitches be jockin
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| but Boney jack keep it so cool doe
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| I’m seein 'em checkin my moves out
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| Be careful while keepin my tool down
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| They know that I’m reppin that A-Town
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| So why do these fuck niggaz play 'round?
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| I guess you can hate now — we straight
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| We got cake, we got bread, we got made clown
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| While you broke niggaz stayed down
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| I stayed up on my game and my business I’m paid now
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| I’m never gon' lay down
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| We (Grand) and we (Royal) y’all niggaz just stand down
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| For yo' homey be man down, we done ran down
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| Tyler bent on his ass now
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| I’m the head of my class now
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| So I’m never gon' bet for these boys that stick hands out
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| I prefer to keep hands down
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| so I know who you are when I’m throwin my fans out
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| Why swing on my Denzel?
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| I’ve been ridin and swervin these niggaz since oh-fo'
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| But in one-oh, I drop one mo'
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| So these niggaz’ll know I’m the one hoe!
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| «One, is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song One , by - B.o.B. Song from the album B.o.B vs. Bobby Ray, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп