DJ Khaled – I’m the One Lyrics

I’m the One by DJ Khaled
(Feat. Justin Bieber, Quavo, Chance The Rapper & Lil Wayne)
Released : 2017
Genre : Hip Hop

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Another one!
DJ Khaled

Yeah, you’re lookin’ at the truth
The money never lie, no
I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one
Early mornin’ in the Dawn
Know you wanna ride now (let’s ride, let’s ride)
I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one, yeah
And you sick of all those other imitators
Don’t let the only real one intimidate ya
See you watchin’, don’t run outta time now
I’m the one, yeah

Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the one
Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the only one
Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the one
Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the only one

Yeah, yeah!
Quavo! I’m the one that hit that same spot (hit it)
She the one that bring them rain drops (rain drops)
We go back, remember criss-cross and hopscotch? (hopscotch)
You the one that hold me down when the block’s hot (hot)
I make your dreams come true when you wake up (dream)
And your look’s just the same without no make-up
Had to pull up on your mama, see what you’re made of (mama)
Ain’t gotta worry ’bout them commas ’cause my cake up
You can run inside my life from that fame bus
‘Cause I promise when we step out you’ll be famous
Modern day Bonnie and Clyde what they named us
‘Cause when we pull up (prr prr) all angles

Yeah, you’re lookin’ at the truth
The money never lie, no
I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one
Early mornin’ in the Dawn
Know you wanna ride now (let’s ride, let’s ride)
I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one, yeah
And you sick of all those other imitators
Don’t let the only real one intimidate ya
See you watchin’, don’t run outta time now
I’m the one, yeah

Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the one
Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the only one
Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the one
Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the only one

Okay though
Uh, she beat her face up with that new Chanel
She like the price, she see the ice, it make her coochie melt
When I met her in the club I asked her who she felt
Then she went and put that booty on that Gucci belt
We don’t got no label
She say she want bottles, she ain’t got no table
She don’t got no bed frame, she don’t got no tables
We just watchin’ Netflix, she ain’t got no cable, okay though
Plug, plug, plug, I’m the plug for her
She want a nigga that pull her hair and hold the door for her
Baby, that’s only me, bitch, it okay with me
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Baby, okay, okay though

Yeah, you’re lookin’ at the truth
The money never lie, no
I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one
Early mornin’ in the Dawn
Know you wanna ride now (let’s ride, let’s ride)
I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one, yeah
And you sick of all those other imitators
Don’t let the only real one intimidate ya
See you watchin’, don’t run outta time now
I’m the one, yeah

Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the one
Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the only one
Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the one
Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the only one

Lookin’ for the one? Well, bitch, you’re lookin’ at the one
I’m the best yet, and yet my best is yet to come
‘Cause I’ve been lookin’ for somebody
Not just any fuckin’ body
Don’t make me catch a body
That’s for any and everybody
Oh my God! She hit me up all day, get no response
Bitch, you blow my high, that’s like turnin’ gold to bronze
Roll my eyes
And when she on the molly she a zombie
She think we Clyde and Bonnie
But it’s more like Whitney and Bobby
God, forgive me
Tunechi F finessin’, I’m a legend
Straight up out The Crescent
Fly your bae down for the Essence
For the record I knew Khaled when that boy was spinnin’ records
Guilderberg gang winnin’ record
I’m just flexin’ on my exes, oh God!

Yeah, you’re lookin’ at the truth
The money never lie, no
I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one
Early mornin’ in the Dawn
Know you wanna ride now (let’s ride, let’s ride)
I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one, yeah
And you sick of all those other imitators
Don’t let the only real one intimidate ya
See you watchin’, don’t run outta time now
I’m the one, yeah

Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the one
Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the only one
Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the one
Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-oh
I’m the only one

(Another one)
Don’t you know, girl, don’t you know, girl
I am the one for you (I’m the one) yeah, I’m the one
Don’t you know, girl, don’t you know, girl
I am the one for you (I’m the one) yeah, I’m the one
Don’t you know, girl, don’t you know, girl
I am the one for you (I’m the one) yeah, I’m the one
Don’t you know, girl, don’t you know, girl
I am the one for you (I’m the one) yeah, I’m the one

[Thanks To “ProppJ” For Correcting These Lyrics]

○ Listen to “DJ Khaled ” Songs

● “Hold You Down ”

[Quotable]
I’m the one that’s gon’ hold you down
Put you in that Ghost so you enjoy the town
Even when the roads is down, you mesmerised by the flying sky
We gotta socialise and cherish times
This shit is deeper than love
I pull up in that Lamborghini, the doors in the sky
Shit is straight up suicide

● ” I’m on One ”

[Quotable]
I’m burning purple flowers, it’s burning my chest
I bury the most cash and burning the rest
Walking on the clouds, suspended in thin air
Do ones beneath me recognize the red bottoms I wear?
Burner in the belt, move the kids to the hills (Boss)
Bend shawty on the sink, do it for the thrill
Kiss you on ya neck and tell ya “everything is great”
Even though I’m out on bond and might be facing’ 8
Still running with the same niggas ’til the death of me

● ” Gold Slugs ”

[Quotable]
When I’m hittin’ and grillin’ you know she love that
Call her semi automatic cause she bust back
And it’s time she my now and later
She be beggin’ me to annihilate her
When it’s over she’ll need the undertaker, killed that
Your body’s shakin’ girl, I feel that
It’s mine forever, we grind together
And when you put them slugs in, we even shine together
And I love that and I think she knows that

● ” Take It To The Head ”

[Quotable]
Yo, reputation for bustin’, pussy open, it’s nothin’
Big fat nigga, all that huffin’ and puffin’
Take me shopping in France and he pay in advance
He got big balls, ran a play in his pants
Ran away with his money just to chill on the Island
All my bitches is stylin’, beaches and eatin’ Italian
This is real shit, real shit
On the real, nigga fuckin’ with a real bitch

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