Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song One Name, artist - Sheek Louch. Date of issue: 07.11.2005
Song language: English
One Name |
| Roc drop that baby |
| Rocwilder on the track ladies and gentlemen |
| No doubt |
| Aiyyo Carl Thomas, help me out dog… |
| I mean, this is for the grown and sexy right? |
| (For the grown and sexy) |
| That’s what they say |
| Hey yo, let’s walk baby, and talk baby |
| You know where I’m from (New York baby) |
| You look good enough to put you on a fork baby |
| You got them other chicks outlined in chalk baby |
| Uhh — you killin 'em |
| Wit’cha Chanel shades and ya 'Licia Keys brais, I’m feelin 'em |
| (Okay) Blow with me, flow with me |
| I wan' take you to a show with me |
| I wan' cool out in the crib with a lil' sticky |
| I wan' see how you look in a lil' Vicky |
| Ha ha, you sexy baby, stomach tight |
| Ass right, nice heighth |
| Damn baby bless yo' momma |
| Any girl scratch yo' face it will be drama |
| Comma, I’m just jokin |
| But your body kinda got me open — damn! |
| Girl your spiritual, and your physical |
| Got my boldened soul, so emotional |
| I was thinkin — one house, two cars, one name |
| Glad I’m not a lame, and this is not a game |
| So why not do it now, and why not show you how |
| Baby I was thinkin — one house, two cars, one name |
| Sheek Def Poetry, incent burnin |
| Hat low, GT, listenin to Floetry |
| Sendin notes, see if shorty wanna go with me |
| Check yes if she wanna be my girl |
| Then to the wife, welcome to the life |
| Big trips, Louis bags, welcome to the ice (bling) |
| Rock big enough to make Trump look twice |
| Nice — holla at your boy |
| We can fly to Cali to pick out your toy |
| But make sure it’s big enough for a girl and boy |
| But no rush, we got time to crush |
| And get to know each other 'fore I bust |
| Aiyyo, I wanna stretch you baby, sex you baby |
| I ain’t that what sit around and text you baby |
| But I will pull over, jump out the Rover |
| Hug you like I miss you, kiss you all over |
| And I’m too grown not to keep this real |
| And I ain’t hardcore enough to hide the way I feel |
| All you gotta do is hold on tight |
| Put your feet up, sit back, enjoy the night |
| I got you |