Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This My One, artist - Too Short. Album song I Love The Bay, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 09.07.2007
Record label: UAN
Song language: English
This My One |
| UHH~! |
| Where I stay they gotta temper they locks |
| Get they hair done down at Nappy or Not (BAY AREA!!!) |
| No funk abusin the cops |
| Droppin off yola in the Wal*Mart parkin lot (parkin lot) |
| Hustle in our arteries, re-up and re-cop (cop) |
| Cemeteries, mortuaries, tryin to get guap' (UHHH) |
| Drugs, fetti and sex |
| Chicken one day, fed goods the next (UHHH~!) |
| I got a cold conversation |
| Could talk a cop out a ticket in front of the police station |
| My niggas KNOW I’m a patient |
| When you’re funkin or beefin all it takes is a little patience |
| (UHHH) Gotta be slick and sly |
| I ain’t gon' kill nuttin, and I ain’t gon' let nuttin die |
| Looted up, suited up, rap for fun |
| Wanna hear this black right here? |
| Nigga say, this my one |
| Droop-E made the black, Sic’Wid’It hog |
| Who that rappin on the track? |
| 40-Wat' and $hort Dawg |
| (At the bank they call us Earl and Todd) |
| (We up all night, hustlin hard) |
| UHHH this my one |
| this my one |
| this my one |
| this my one |
| Things can’t stay the same |
| Somebody gotta break the chain |
| Put some big money back in the game |
| We havin big money and we at it a-gain |
| But can you handle it mayne |
| Or would rather be grimy doin scandalous thangs? |
| You wanna ball, you can’t tell him he ain’t |
| Cause if the music don’t pay he gon' sell 'em the 'caine |
| All the crack babies are growin up now |
| They got ADD, throw it up and act wild |
| Extra hyper, she asked me if I like her |
| Slow down girl, you move faster than a Viper |
| You’re too freaky, you’re way too sleazy |
| You could make some money but you give it up easy |
| Can’t even get a coke dealer |
| You a broke bitch fuckin with a broke nigga! |
| UHHH… I play my position |
| So much throb in the trunk got the CD player skippin |
| (CD player skippin) I’m smokin and sippin |
| Hood life, speed bumps in the residential district |
| UHHHHH~! |
| Pimpin this the anthem |
| Got the Chrysler lips, lookin like a phantom |
| Like a PHANTOM! |
| I burn rubber on a hater |
| If it ain’t about yaper I’m hit the 'ccelerator |
| Me and E-40, we rap for money |
| On funky-ass tracks with slappin drumbeats |
| Pay me up front cause I’m not a dummy |
| Promoters like bitches when I’m hot they want me |
| … And that’s all the time |
| I stay on tour, knockin all the dimes |
| I can’t name 'em, the list is long |
| But when they hear that bass shit they say «This my one!» |