Yo Gotti - The One lyrics
[Yo Gotti - The One lyrics]
(Dee, you poppin' your shit, nigga)
Yeah, yeah she the one
Yeah, yeah she the one yeah, look
I gave my bitch a lil' AmEx and told her
To lay back and bought her a Patek too
I'm not comin' home, I'm gettin'
To the money, bae
So don't give me no attitude (yeah)
I might not be holdin' your
Hand, but givin' you bands
I'm nothin' like your last dude
(She the one)
It's Louboutin heels or Christian
Dior of course if I buy her tennis shoes
Can I look you dead in
Your eye when we sexin'?
(Sexin') , 'cause I'm really into you
Yeah, you give me butterflies in my stomach
(You do) , like we still in middle school
And you give me nervous vibes
When I'm missin' you, girl
I'm a gangster and you got me kissin' you
First time, it was some shit I'd never do
(She the one)
Bought her a Wagen, ain't into braggin'
She want a bag, she know she gettin' it
She know I ain't arguin'
I'm talkin' 'bout regardless
So all that naggin', I ain't with it
I'm in the streets, I gotta get it
She lookin' sexy, I gotta feel it
She all on the 'Gram, I'm likin' her pictures
Better unfollow all them niggas
I'm in the limelight, she in the limelight
Whatever
Head on the turnpike, head at the red light
Wherever
She say it's on sight, I say it's on sight
Even better
I get the money, we fuck it off together
Welcome to Memphis
Come check out my neighborhood
Come to the trap and see how we really do it
(Yup)
First hundred thousand, first ten million
We blew that shit fast, yeah, nigga
We runnin' through it
Make a wish, I'll be your genie (I am)
Peerin' out a Lamborghini (One)
Saint Lucia, no bikini
Baby, fuck me like you mean it (She the one)
Baby, fuck me like you dreamin'
If you wanna roleplay, I'm the wise guy
(I am) i heard all good girls have fantasies
Of fuckin' on a bad guy (The one)
Can I watch you count five
Million in your lingerie?
Fuck a rose, this a Rolls-Royce (yeah)
Every day like Valentine's Day (For real)
Know my house like a getaway (yeah)
Playin' with you on the interstate
Hit the mall, blow a hundred K
Go to Paris for a dinner date
Start a business, I'ma be the bank
Do it all, never say you can't
Bedroom, tryna make you faint
Real pressure, what the fuck you think?
She the one the one
Yeah, nigga, she the one the one
(Dee, you poppin' your shit, nigga)
Yeah, yeah she the one
Yeah, yeah she the one yeah, look
I gave my bitch a lil' AmEx and told her
To lay back and bought her a Patek too
I'm not comin' home, I'm gettin'
To the money, bae
So don't give me no attitude (yeah)
I might not be holdin' your
Hand, but givin' you bands
I'm nothin' like your last dude
(She the one)
It's Louboutin heels or Christian
Dior of course if I buy her tennis shoes
Can I look you dead in
Your eye when we sexin'?
(Sexin') , 'cause I'm really into you
Yeah, you give me butterflies in my stomach
(You do) , like we still in middle school
And you give me nervous vibes
When I'm missin' you, girl
I'm a gangster and you got me kissin' you
First time, it was some shit I'd never do
(She the one)
Bought her a Wagen, ain't into braggin'
She want a bag, she know she gettin' it
She know I ain't arguin'
I'm talkin' 'bout regardless
So all that naggin', I ain't with it
I'm in the streets, I gotta get it
She lookin' sexy, I gotta feel it
She all on the 'Gram, I'm likin' her pictures
Better unfollow all them niggas
I'm in the limelight, she in the limelight
Whatever
Head on the turnpike, head at the red light
Wherever
She say it's on sight, I say it's on sight
Even better
I get the money, we fuck it off together
Welcome to Memphis
Come check out my neighborhood
Come to the trap and see how we really do it
(Yup)
First hundred thousand, first ten million
We blew that shit fast, yeah, nigga
We runnin' through it
Make a wish, I'll be your genie (I am)
Peerin' out a Lamborghini (One)
Saint Lucia, no bikini
Baby, fuck me like you mean it (She the one)
Baby, fuck me like you dreamin'
If you wanna roleplay, I'm the wise guy
(I am) i heard all good girls have fantasies
Of fuckin' on a bad guy (The one)
Can I watch you count five
Million in your lingerie?
Fuck a rose, this a Rolls-Royce (yeah)
Every day like Valentine's Day (For real)
Know my house like a getaway (yeah)
Playin' with you on the interstate
Hit the mall, blow a hundred K
Go to Paris for a dinner date
Start a business, I'ma be the bank
Do it all, never say you can't
Bedroom, tryna make you faint
Real pressure, what the fuck you think?
She the one the one
Yeah, nigga, she the one the one
(Dee, you poppin' your shit, nigga)