One time comin', yeah, put your shoes on nigga The one time comin' Oh, oh shit, oh shit, yeah, the one time comin' Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, everybody start runnin' 'Cause the one time comin', yeah, the one time comin' Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, everybody start runnin' Oh shit, oh shit, drivin' while black on some floss shit Gotta stay strapped, stay cautious Young nigga ain't tryna see the coffin Oh shit, oh shit, one time got behind me, we all sick Hurry up, put the gun in the stash, calm yo ass Put your hands up, you know how the law get Oh, one time comin', gotta run from 'em 'Cause they might pull a gun on 'em One time comin', gotta run from 'em 'Cause they might pull a gun on 'em Told my daughter "Daddy love you" when I left the crib Can't take the money with you, so I iced out my wrist Thug ass nigga when I'm eatin', don't interfere Maybach, rear view mirror, saw the one time comin' Oh, oh shit, oh shit, yeah, the one time comin' Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, everybody start runnin' 'Cause the one time comin', yeah, the one time comin' Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, everybody start runnin' Do the Forrest Gump, do the Forrest Gump Get away young nigga Do the Money dance, do the Money dance Get paid young nigga Our life, they tryna take away young nigga Feelin' like Pac, where them better days young nigga? I'm on my own shit, I ain't your slave my nigga What's your plan? Get rich then hire all niggas Let's celebrate, doin' the Money dance Walk in this bitch lookin' like a hundred grand Oh, feelin' like a fuckin' man I'm so over the top, they don't understand Black man, black man, black man They don't want us sellin' records, only want us sellin' crack man But now I'm whoopin' ass and me and racist folks always clashin' Now the one time comin' Oh, oh shit, oh shit, yeah, the one time comin' Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, everybody start runnin' 'Cause the one time comin', yeah, the one time comin' Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, everybody start runnin' You think you hard with your badge huh? Pop you a nigga, then you laugh, huh? Think our life don't matter? 'Cause our family's scattered? You think you hard with your badge huh? Pop you a nigga, then you laugh, huh? Think our life don't matter? You ain't 'bout to pop me, I'm like fuck that Fuck that, nigga fuck that Nigga, nigga, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, nigga fuck that Oh, oh shit, oh shit, yeah, the one time comin' Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, everybody start runnin

Is that Trey? I remember that one time I was running from one time Two, three, four, five, Glocks, and 9s If I ever hit a nine, then I made her a dime (Saucy on the beat) The show start at ten, I just hopped on the five I remember that one time I was running from one time Two, three, four, five, Glocks, and 9s If I ever hit a nine, then I made her a dime The show start at ten, I just hopped on the five Big 45, clip rubbing on my thigh Hip-hop, drip-drop, tip-top, bitch bop Don't stop, pop lock, dick rock, rock, rock Keep it goin', got me goin' (ah, ah, ah, ah) Show start at ten, it's 11:05 I came in through the back to the front of the line Four-five on my waistline, six, seven, eight, nine Minutes 'til showtime, 'member that one time We slid through that one time? My lawyer on FaceTime He said I might face time, ten toes on the baseline Squabble up just to waste time I remember that one time I was running from one time Two, three, four, five, Glocks, and 9s If I ever hit a nine, then I made her a dime The show start at ten, I just hopped on the five I remember that one time I was running from one time Two, three, four, five, Glocks, and 9s If I ever hit a nine, then I made her a dime The show start at ten, I just hopped on the five One, two, three, four, five, Glocks, and 9s Up at the five or nine before nine to five Pour a pint, eat the ice, four hundred a line Niggas act tough, paperwork say otherwise Niggas lie, bitches lie for a peace of mind Bitch-ass nigga told for a piece of pie I remember that one time I was running from one time Global Tel Link, to speak gotta press five Four, three, two, one, caught me a new one Two, three, four-five, Glocks and they're new ones New poles, new hoes, new toes, new clothes New goals, new foes, new roads I remember that one time I was running from one time Two, three, four, five, Glocks, and 9s If I ever hit a nine, then I made her a dime The show start at ten, I just hopped on the five I remember that one time I was running from one time Two, three, four, five, Glocks, and 9s If I ever hit a nine, then I made her a dime The show start at ten, I just hopped on the five

She asked me if I wanted right there I said: "Hell yeah!" Started kissing on my ear, I said: "Hell yeah!" Then I told her like you know what, We can do it in my rover, You can get from the side, Like the pistol in my holster, She says she wanted it rough, So I beat her up and I choked her, Got that Dodge Ram dick, Bitch I'll leave that pussy dented, That pussy 'll probably end up dead before I finish, She be all at my mouth like the dentist, Then she started playing with my balls like tennis, No ties, no soo, no booper, I give her the business, I got her saying "that's my dick" like she had it rented, Off my shit, you my bitch, Now sit right here, and ride my dick. She said daddy do you want some? I said: "Hell yeah!" Do I want in the chair? I said: "Hell yeah!" Do I want it in the kitchen? I said: "Hell yeah!" Do I want it in the bed? I said... Lady, say hell yeah! Lady, say hell yeah! Lady, say hell yeah! Hell yeah Open up your legs, your thighs Let a nigga go peek inside, Don't worry about where your car is, I'mma get this dick to ride, I know it's Christmas eve, I'll fuck you under that tree, Legs in the air that's yo gift from me, Rick James super freak, Grab your waist and now let me eat Pipe game I'm a beast, You can say that I'm that mvp. Mp3, same song go on repeat, Suck your bottom lip and now climb on top of me! I'm hard as a rock while I beat your butt like a pinata. Says she love young money so I let her taste my dollar, We fell asleep, wet dreams, Her fantasies woke me up and she said. She said daddy do you want some? I said: "Hell yeah!" Do I want in the chair? I said: "Hell yeah!" Do I want it in the kitchen? I said: "Hell yeah!" Do I want it in the bed? I said... Lady, say hell yeah! Lady, say hell yeah! Lady, say hell yeah! Hell yeah She said: "Do you want it in the kitchen?" I say: "Hell yeah!" She said: "Right behind the dishes?" I say: "Hell yeah!" She said: "Do you want it on the floor?" I say: "Hell yeah!" She said: "Right behind the door?" She said daddy do you want some? I said: "Hell yeah!" Do I want in the chair? I said: "Hell yeah!" Do I want it in the kitchen? I said: "Hell yeah!" Do I want it in the bed? I said... Lady, say hell yeah! Lady, say hell yeah! Lady, say hell yeah! Hell yeah Hell yeah Lady, say hell yeah! Hell hell hell yeah Hell yeah

Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh-uh, uh, uh, uh Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I hit it in the back of the Benz-o Won't play game with you, no Nintendo I hit the G-spot, make a chick go YG, 400, he a nympho I like real ass with dimples She got pride lil' hottie, tell you "N-O" I took it slow, I go gentle Baby like it more when it's lit, though (yeah) I like when shawty get mental Real freak, she a Sag', I'm a Scorpio Wanna dip, wanna glide inside you And she know it stretch out like Limo And you know I got a fetish for them toes And I'm in it right now, what you waitin' for? So sweet like Cheerio And you know whole lot of women, my scenario (uh) My AKA Lil' Daddy Tattoo my name, you can have me I got the steppers in the backseat I'm a rapper, when I'm in it I'm an athlete I had you runnin' like a track meet I had you givin' up the addy I had you bustin' it, touchin' it, rubbin' it, lovin' it Ooh, you nasty Ayy, ayy, you been invited Gangster party, get excited, get some thottie So erotic, can you ride it? Body count, what's the mileage? A1, draped up, Hennessy, red cup Ass down, face up, that's the way she like it Show your freaky side, from behind on all fours Feed my appetite, and make me want more I know you like joyridin' on me Girl, don't be shy, joyride on me, yeah, yeah (ayy) I know you ain't finished yet We need to move from the floor to the bed Gotta back it up everyway you say (ayy) Put my tongue between your legs Baby, please excuse my hands I wanna touch you everywhere (ayy) I'm a bachelor, lookin' for a partner Keep makin' it easy, you gon' get me harder (woo) I do anything to swim in your water Givin' you them backstrokes Girl, do what daddy taught ya Show your freaky side, from behind on all fours Feed my appetite, and make me want more I know you like joyridin' on me Girl, don't be shy, joyride on me, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah Hit it from the back, we slow dance Hit it from the front, we hold hands She get on top, she pole dance We 'on't even kiss, no romance We 'on't even date, we close friends Hit it to some rap and some slow jams Had her like, "Damn, damn, damn" Ass down Hit it from the back, hit it from the front Draped up, Hennessy, red cup Hit it from the back (back, back, back, back, ba-ba-back) Hit it from the- Ass down, face up, that's the way she like it Show your freaky side, from behind on all fours Feed my appetite, and make me want more I know you like joyridin' on me Girl, don't be shy, joyride on me, yeah, yeah