Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The One, artist - Master P. Date of issue: 19.03.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The One |
| Tell me, tell me momma, |
| Tell me what you’re sipping |
| I’ve been after this woman all day |
| Frankly, I don’t know if it’s your kisses |
| Maybe, it’s just a way of foreplay! |
| Even if I ever get to feel it, feel it |
| Girly girl, you got that all way |
| Yeah, just when you know it’s on, |
| It’s on, it’s on, it’s on! |
| Yeah, she bad, and got all that ass, |
| But you ain’t the one for me! |
| I’m sipping it off, drunk or sober |
| You’re the one I need! |
| Yeah, I might sound crazy, |
| It might sound crazy |
| She ride round, you’re my baby |
| And she bad, she got all that ass, |
| But you’re the one! |
| Yeah, I took her to the Louis… |
| She wanted shoes, I say, «get three or four!» |
| She just kept it one hundred |
| I told the bartender, «keep it coming!» |
| You’re so sweet, I call you swisher! |
| And everything you want, |
| Baby, I’mma get you! |
| Last year we didn’t have it G |
| This year we’re fucking on them Louis sheets |
| That new rollie, I let you have it |
| And all that ass you got, you let me grab it! |
| You got a friend I’m calling, yeah, ma |
| You’re so bad in the club, about to start a riot! |
| We’re blowing smoke out the Ghost |
| From the hood, to the plane, to the boat! |
| Shopping sprees, fuck the price tag! |
| Toast to the good life, the best shit I ever had! |
| You! |
| Tell me, tell me momma, |
| Tell me what you’re sipping |
| I’ve been after this woman all day |
| Frankly, I don’t know if it’s your kisses |
| Maybe, it’s just a way of foreplay! |
| Even if I ever get to feel it, feel it |
| Girly girl, you got that all way |
| Yeah, just when you know it’s on, |
| It’s on, it’s on, it’s on! |
| Yeah, she bad, and got all that ass, |
| But you ain’t the one for me! |
| I’m sipping it off, drunk or sober |
| You’re the one I need! |
| Yeah, I might sound crazy, |
| It might sound crazy |
| She ride round, you’re my baby |
| And she bad, she got all that ass, |
| But you’re the one! |
| Let’s get it! |
| Fight! |
| Let’s get it, yeah my girl back! |
| And she got all that ass |
| I made her shopping till she drop it |
| Popping Louis V, X |
| Louis V, only dash |
| Foreign cars riding fast |
| Switching lanes, put the time down |
| It’s. |
| from my town. |
| She bend it over, tip it over |
| Drunk or sober she my roller |
| I’m a soldier, |
| So I flew her from New Orleans |
| Cross the coast up! |
| I’ve been heavy sipping on that Remy all day, |
| Cause I’m a fight boy, |
| My private plane is on the runway |
| You’re the one! |
| Now hop off in that Ghost with me on the shopping sprees |
| Forget about your problems, Shawty, will you remember me? |
| And plus, we’re sipping on that champagne, the good shit |
| Drive mile, run that hook, or is that hood shit! |
| No glamour forever? |
| Tell me, tell me momma, |
| Tell me what you’re sipping |
| I’ve been after this woman all day |
| Frankly, I don’t know if it’s your kisses |
| Maybe, it’s just a way of foreplay! |
| Even if I ever get to feel it, feel it |
| Girly girl, you got that all way |
| Yeah, just when you know it’s on, |
| It’s on, it’s on, it’s on! |
| Yeah, she bad, and got all that ass, |
| But you ain’t the one for me! |
| I’m sipping it off, drunk or sober |
| You’re the one I need! |
| Yeah, I might sound crazy, |
| It might sound crazy |
| She ride round, you’re my baby |
| And she bad, she got all that ass, |
| But you’re the one! |