One Time Lyrics – 42 Dugg
Look out Veno
Step on it
*** on me, ten links on, probably a mill’ on me
Veno gon’ cook up, he mix the ingredients
Pull up, curtains down on a Maybach, niggas hate that
Suitcase full of eight straps, I used to take straps
They say that *** ain’t rat, well, where that case at?
Half of these niggas ain’t that, they just can make rap
In public with a fully loaded, some *** can get you boated
If you ain’t tryna *** some, then why the *** you totin’?
Now a lot of people picked up, but not too many wrote me
She love that I don’t give a ***, that’s why I keep her close
You don’t wanna war with me, I got too many soldiers
Quit screamin’ “Dugg, you spoil me”, before I bend you over
I’m eatin’ off of royalties, they know my *** cold
One time for the real niggas who ain’t never told
Jump back down, ***, we off that clown ***
Skinny brown petite thing, want me to pound ***
Everything true blue, when I’m in town, ***
Still yellin’ “R.I.P. Scoot” I really miss you
Cutty on some new shoes, fiberglass Dugg
Draggin’ down Wilshere, I’m all in Spazz hood
I ain’t gotta check ***, I know that bag good
Raise your hand if you a ***, that’s what she had Dugg
Shoutout to my last wood, come get your ass whooped
Everything fast too, shoutout my last two
Still holdin’ for the H, I wish we had drew
I’m still holdin’ for the G, I wish we had wild
Still holdin’ for the hawks, I’m in my bag now
Them poles used to *** sixes, they killin’ fives now
Quit tellin’ niggas I been trippin’, I’m on my Ps and Qs
Dre keep fallin’ asleep on me, I think he need some juice
Say I don’t need no auto tune, just bring me all the blues
Young And Turnt the label, ***, that *** that’s comin’ soon
How you think you made it, ***? Like you can *** with me
Val, Tameka and Shanique, they got a truck a piece
Lou, your nephew gettin’ big and you got another niece
They don’t know that *** you did, *** that ***, rest in peace
Just got word that youngin’ in there with a thug
I put five on him, but they gon’ do it on the love
Ten secure packs, a whole gallon of some spud
That’s a tip, ***, you lil’ ***, ***
They say that *** ain’t rat, well, where that case at?
Half of these niggas ain’t that, they just can make rap
In public with a fully loaded, some *** can get you boated
If you ain’t tryna *** some, then why the *** you totin’?
Now a lot of people picked up, but not too many wrote me
She love that I don’t give a ***, that’s why I keep her close
You don’t wanna war with me, I got too many soldiers
Quit screamin’ “Dugg, you spoil me”, before I bend you over
I’m eatin’ off of royalties, they know my *** cold
One time for the real niggas who ain’t never told