Dj Khaled - I'm On One Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Drake]

I'm gettin' so throwed

I ain't went this hard since I was 18

Apologize if I say anything I don't mean

Like what's up with your best friend

We could all have some fun believe me

And what's up with these new niggas

And why they thing it all come so easy

But get it while you here boy

Cause all that hype don't feel the same next year boy

Yeah and I'll be right here in my spot

With a little more cash than I already got

Trippin' off you cause you had your shot

With my skin tanned and my hair long

And my fans who been so patient

Me and 40 back to work but we still

Smell like a vacation

Hate the rumors hate the bullshit

Hate these fuckin' allegations

Im just feelin' like the throne is for the takin'

Watch me take it

[Hook: Drake]

All I care about is money and the city that I'm from

I'mma sip till I feel it I'mma smoke it 'til it's done

I don't really give a fuck

And my excuse is that I'm young

And I'm only gettin' older

Somebody shoulda told ya

I'm on one

Yeah fuck it I'm on one

Yeah I said I'm on one

Fuck it I'm on one

Two white cups and I got that drink

Could be purple it could be pink

Depending on how you mix that shit

Money that we got never get that shit

Cause I'm on one

I said fuck it I'm on one

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[Verse 2: Rick Ross]

UGH!

I'm burnin' purple flowers it's burnin' my chest

I bury the most cash and burnin' the rest

Walkin' on the clouds suspended in thin air

The 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 everythin' is great

Even though I'm out on bond and might be facin' 8

Still runnin' with the same niggas 'til the death of me

Ever seen a million cash gotta count it carefully

Ever made love to the woman of your dreams

In a room full of money out in London as she screams

Baby I could take it there

Call Marc Jacobs personally to make a pair

So yeah we on one the feelin' ain't fair (Khaled)

And it's double MG until I get the chair

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]

I walk around the club fuck everybody

And all my niggas got that Heat I feel like Pat Riley

Yeah too much money ain't enough money

You know the feds listening "nigga what money?"

I'm a made nigga I should dust somethin'

You niggas on the bench like the bus comin'

Huh ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers

I'm focused might as well say cheese for the pictures

Ohhh I'm about to go Andre the Giant

You a sell out but I ain't buyin'

Choppa dissect a nigga like science

Put an end to the world like the Mayans

This a celebration bitches Mazel Tov

It's a slim chance I fall; Olive oil

Tunechi be the name don't ask me how I got it

I'm killin' these hoes I swear I'm tryna stop the violence

[Hook]

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