Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song One Thing, artist - Kevin Gates. Album song Islah, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.01.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bread Winners' Association
Song language: English
One Thing |
Baby hit this weed because it might calm you down |
I rub your feet listenin' to everything you talkin' bout |
Straight out the streets, I’m grimy |
I talk, my diamonds shiny |
Don’t mean to be too aggressive baby |
I go to war with God behind you |
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy |
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy |
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy |
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy |
No stress hit off the chest, God I made it, I’m off of paper |
Certificate of completion, I felt like I graduated |
Enough about that, I ain’t come for that |
I came to comfort pussy drippin' through your draws |
What I mean it need to be punctured |
I’m gutter, make love crazy back to the hustle |
In the mirror makin' faces, I’m killin' ya from the back |
Stuffin' dick in your slow, tryna rip the track from your scalp |
Phone ring, bitch you know you can’t answer |
You call 'em back |
I say I’m sicker than you, I got more bitches than you |
And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew |
I say I’m sicker than you, I got more bitches than you |
And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew |
Baby hit this weed because it might calm you down |
I rub your feet listenin' to everything you talkin' bout |
Straight out the streets, I’m grimy |
I talk, my diamonds shiny |
Don’t mean to be too aggressive baby |
I go to war with God behind you |
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy |
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy |
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy |
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy |
Round two let’s get it, cut up you know I’m with it |
I’m out my mind, I don’t get tired, hold up bae it ain’t no quittin' |
Hold the back of my head with my tongue in your ass, ain’t no running ho you |
trippin' |
Spit drippin' down the crack of your ass, watch the liquid drip all in you kitty |
Show me you love me |
Get on top while I’m suckin' your titties you owe me |
Slow motion, you move it around while you do it |
Don’t nobody know how we thuggin', you know it |
'Cept for the people you told me you told 'em |
Except for the people you told me you told 'em |
I say I’m sicker than you, I got more bitches than you |
And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew |
I say I’m sicker than you, I got more bitches than you |
And I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew |
Baby hit this weed because it might calm you down |
I rub your feet listenin' to everything you talkin' bout |
Straight out the streets, I’m grimy |
I talk, my diamonds shiny |
Don’t mean to be too aggressive baby |
I go to war with God behind you |
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy |
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy |
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy |
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy |
I go to war with God behind you |
I go to war with God behind you |
I go to war with God behind you |
I go to war with God behind you |