I’m On One lyrics

by

Wale


I am not paying no motherf*cking retail for Purple Label this Summer
Folarin
Ambition

[Verse 1]
Two white cups and I got that drank
Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight
Redbox flow and I do not date
Real G sh*t I don't use no cape
I get my cake; I love hip hop
J Cole, Don Trip, Drake, Big Sean
n*gga wanna act we can get improv
Bread on me that's a garlic knot
Tats out and my hair long
Loud sh*t, Weird noise
Like B.o.B., Got airplanes
Not one J got a pair or more
Folarin b*tch releast n*gga in this ho
Shoutout to them n*ggas who still f*ck with me at Interscope
My ambition to blow
This is why I'm in this fo
Women at my pole
This is oh so much like getting votes
I make her kitten moist
This is why her n*gga mad
I just give her bigger O's
He just get her bigger bags
I'm an as*h*le, so what my b*tches like it?
I'm why she get excited
You why she buy devices
Tightest writer to write, dopest flower to quote it
I'm zonin; I'm out Seattle with Little Cheyenne and Tony, What up?
My sister and them, all my n*ggas listening
I be one and done'ing hoes like Crawford at Michigan
Realest n*gga told you that, Chloe love me more than rap
b*tch I got that Kobe game, b*tch you got that Kobe rap
DMV we on the map, it's over for these corny n*ggas
Wicked ambition go give this sh*t a coroner visit
There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics
Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions
I'm on one, we on weed but she on E
She so fly, she so fine, but she so shy but I'm a don see?
No car key and I mean that
Cause I show fur, no bikini wax
My Moschino that fire, bet you never seen that
Swear this closet full of heat, b*tch I never need a match
Undefeated GS and a t-shirt and my Leaders hat
Change of scenery, I'm Al Pacino Willy Beaman yeah
Turned into a shark and I got that from all this DC crabs
f*ck yo b*tch to the weekend, I ain't speaking bout that CD player
But shout to that OVO, shout out to the whole T.O
Shout YMCMB, MMG we run the globe
This the district where politicians is f*cking goons
And I done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news
A neutral mover, truly cool with a bunch of crews
Better keep a shooter, there's always one with something to prove
I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk
Keep wifey in La Perla and don't you ask her what that tori cost
Always keep a goalie on on me, I ain't for that Maury talk
A 40 of that OE, Casey Veggie my homie
Out in LA Im fakin' hitting switches
This ain't mine, it's Ricky, but shhh don't tell my b*tches
I swear I love my music, I truthfully hate this business
I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women
Intuitively and gifted, to a T, this is Lipton
Hallucinating from Rufilin, now who you saying is iller?
n*gga, I got that Dilla, Premo, Swizzy flow
Women front, they get its cold
She never play no games with me so I never get her Coach
I'm supposed boast, this lyrical overdose
n*ggas George Foreman grillin', sh*t I spit that rope-a-dope
She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke
White boys gon set the mood, yeah, that's word to Hall & Oates
And it's still f*ck everybody
I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize
Shoutout yo baby momma, that b*tch is sorta fine
That yellow b*tch, a lot of face, she that emoticon
Got a bunch of haters, plus I got more to count
My homie got a Little Mac, sh*t don't get your soda popped
I don't really know a lot, but I hope these people know my heart
My Nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only Nomo got
Konichiwa, shadow chain and decent watch
If I'm getting geetchi I can rock three chains on either block
DC maybe PG MMG sh*t please do understand it
The only team more powerful? Sasha and Malia family
Malia family, We the family
Give these b*tches my seed, swear they don't need a nanny
Won't see me in the Phantom til a n*gga see a Grammy

[Repeated Outro: Wale Over Hook from Original Song]
Ambition, pardon my ambition

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Copyright © 2012 - 2021 BeeLyrics.Net