The Game - On One lyrics

rate me

Ft. King Marie & Ty Dolla $ign

(Verse: The Game)

Stop goin' through my cellphone, they trippin', I dunno what the hell wrong

Big dippin', she on some shit, I got a Louie luggage pack for the longest trip

I'm like girl, you ain't my baby momma

You ain't my girlfriend, whyle up in the club, niggas tryna fuck

Holdin' bottles up, got ya caught up in that whirl

When ya textin' like King, what ya do?

(Hook)

I'm in the club feelin' nice

I'm on one

Oh, I drink with you

I'm on one

Damn it, boy, I hate you so much

(Verse 2)

You can blame yoself fo' doin' this to me

Damn, I hate ya so much

Got me feelin' like a lease in here

So many girls to my left and my right

If I get one more drink, I can switch to the otha side

(Hook)

I'm in the club feelin' nice

I'm on one

Oh, I drink with you

I'm on one

Damn it, boy, I hate you so much

(Verse 3: King Marie)

In the club, feelin' nice, she betta roll a dice

She give me that wet wet, I give her this pipe

Oh, I'm flyin' out when I be outta town

Fuck her in the room with the speakers loud, yea

She gimme head on the highway, she say her favorite position is sideways

Woah woah, found out she ain't the only girl

Sent me straight to the voicemail

I text her where the fuck you at?

She hit back

(Hook)

I'm in the club feelin' nice

I'm on one

Oh, I drink with you

I'm on one

Damn it, boy, I hate you so much

(Verse 4: Ty Dolla $ign)

You a damn peach, but I ain't no side piece

Who this otha nigga, cuz I got my side piece?

And I got my side-chick, replacement killas

This babysittin', Versace, you hate me, bitch

But with you sittin' beside me in that 'gatti

Feelin' like Erve when I swerve, watch me murder the curve

Betta murda yo mind, she got words fo' ya birds

(Hook x2)

I'm in the club feelin' nice

I'm on one

Oh, I drink with you

I'm on one

Damn it, boy, I hate you so much