On One II

Part two mothafucka yeah
Somebody please pass the chronic(Pass the chronic man)
I don't give a fuck at least I'm honest(True)
Bad bitch on my lap boy you bet she hoppin' on it
Now she wants a kiss, Gene Simmons feeling like an addict
Somebody please pass the chronic(Pass the chronic man)
I don't give a fuck at least I'm honest(True)
Can't resist when she lookin' at my
Now she pullin' on my shirt got me close saying can we talk about it

Ion know
She kinda fucked up
With her pretty her toes
Think we can get along(Get along)
Get along for the night, could be longer(Longer)
I don't mind switching lines why you lying
(Bitch)Bitch stop playing with me(True)
I know you want me to pull up when you tryna leave(When tryna leave)
Hop inside my Kia we go MIA where the keys(Where the keys)
I ain't feeling boujee didn't bring the AMG(AMG)

Heat
Fuck it up(Fuck it up)
I ain't tryna do shit if you ain't comfortable(If you ain't comfortable)
If you down lay down and back it up(Bitch just back it up)
Know she got that WAP when it's in her gut(Gut-gut-gut-gut)
Shawty lil freak when she making love(When she making love)
Or is just lust
Getting fucked rough
Dancing on the sheets
Make our hips touch
Make your cheeks blush
Cus' we On One
Going sessions
Use protection
Obviously
Take accountability
Love it when she call me daddy but don't wanna be yet
To be honest that's one of my dreams
But for now

Somebody please pass the chronic
Get a little crazy when I'm off it
Damn labra who would've known you a freak
You never missin' a beat
That what happens when you riding wit me
Riding with D
Riding with a mothafucka known in the streets
Never gang banged but the gang cool with me
Been One One since the age of 13
Can we talk about it
Ain't no much to talk about too
We in the stu
Tell my brother Oscar to turn it up
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Diego Labra
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