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