One Dance / Oui Freestyle (ft. Nino Man) Lyrics / Paroles
Let me ask you something
(Don't stop, I'm not finished yet [8x])
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they ever gonna stop?
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they gonna stop making those hits?
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they gonna stop making us dance?
Do you ever ask yourself
When those Bad Boys are GONNA STOP MAKING ALL THAT MONEY?!
[Verse One: Styles Paniro]
I lick shots at intruders
Take the coke money and invest in computers
Tryin' to reach the next level, Rolex with the ice bezel
Coming through the ghetto, in a Porsche Carrero
For now I'll play the back of the cruiser
Light up a sack for the three time losers
Pour out some beer, bust off the ruger
Ladies and gentleman, bullets will leave you tremblin'
Shooken up, I got my Cuban mami cooking up
We got it all from Heron to Fishscale
New York to Israel, get locked, I'm gettin' bail
My style is flashy like a fiver strobes
Going around the globe, honeys wearing silk robes
Time to flip the script, bust the whip
Legend with the chip, dark blue with my trunk dipped
To the feds, catch me if you can
I'm a still transport with my man on the Peter Pan
Quick to get there, bury the bricks in the sand
They think I want a tan, I'm waitin' on a hundred grand
So I can hit the mote' and take a shower
Head back to the airport, and hide that money in the tower
Stash box with the key
L to the O to the X, you'll see
[Hook: Puff Daddy]
Bad Boy, Bad Boy, what you gonna do
What you gonna do when they come for you
(Gun cocking) You'll see, (gun cocking) you'll see [2x]
[Interlude: Puff Daddy]
See, it's 1996 man
And we gonna do the same thing to you we did to you in '95
We gon' keep hittin' you in your head with all that
[Verse Two: Jadakiss]
Yeah aight then, you better act like you know
L to the O, X amount of flow
Ain't nothin' change but the range since I got the inf
Dot on your head, take all your strength
Yeah, I'm in it for the green
I'll get up in your seam while you sonning me like a nigga from Queens
My tape in your duel cassette running me
Tryin' to get in front of me playa, but you ain't gettin' none of me
Better off gunnin' me, with hot slugs numbing me
Cause you and I both know, the flow is coming B
When you want it? now or later?
I get mine and slide like a fresh pair of 'gators
With my mega click, involved with Montega bricks
Niggas is mega sick, and you know we roll mega thick
Up north where they bust your man
In the custom van, interrupt your plans
Now it's back to grams, DAMN, ain't that somethin'
All that for frontin', what you gon' do? Nothing!
So let's keep things rationalized
Everything I write better nationalize
I'm into gettin' money, twistin' hunnies
Niggas is buyin' coupes while you on the stoop lookin' funny
I'm a scorer, shorty love the whole aura
Pussy wasn't all that, that's why I never called her
It's all about quick whips and fast knicks
Gats with mad clips, TV's in your whips
My style tight like Gotti when I touch you
Seasoned Picatti, or Versace joints with the buckle
Get the facts, I'm tryin' to get the Beamer with the hatch
Cop one for my man, so our shits match
Runnin' around all crazy twistin' honeys back
And breakin' niggas that come to gamble with small stacks
Really though, screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Your click be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all
[Verse Three: Sheek Luchion]
Yo, hard as it is to make a buck I ain't tryin' to get stuck
So I'm a keep handlin' beef like I don't give a fuck
It's all about respect Tek-9's and papes
Big house in Italy, in the yard with honeys crushin' grapes
So I go down to my steam room and give a long prayer
Knowing that one day I'll be Sheek Luchion the mayor
Fatigued out in my house or office
Blunt spots and crooked cops can't grow shit so the town supports this
My staff rollin' in Jags, Cruisers, and Coupes
Givin' parades, and holdin' rally's for the lifers groups
So what you gon' do when they come for you
The same thing you been doing, Eye screwing
And bubble gum chewing (whoooh)
While me and my mans are pursuin'
Who you think the ladies are enhancin'
Rocking Vansons while I'm dancing in the mansion
So cheers to the life of the ice in your chains and your watches
And you'll see how we LOX this
[Verse Four: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Click, click, uh, uh, uh
Niggas talkin' it but ain't livin' it
Crystal pops I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard shit
'Gator trunks bitch, rollin' blunts with the williest of the willy
Heckler Koch, M-1's and nine millies
Stories like a motherfucker (that's right)
Model bitches wondering if I'm a fuck with her
She know, I treat my bitches like Ivana
Dolce and Gabana drippin'
Big poppa never slippin'
H-class diamonds shinin'
Dinner with the wifey winin', dinin'
Smoking cigars in Bogota
With Colombian niggas named Panama
And Englique and shit
Games we play life endin'
Bitches bending over with ease
For a pair of Moschino jeans
And Donna Karan tank tops I got your bank stopped
Singles on top, Benjamins under the rest of 'em
Advancin' from duplex to mansion
Stashing keys, hidin' G's overseas
VCR's in my V's
Game elevates, money I make
Into stocks and real estates, bitch
Jet skiing in the Caribbean, white sands
Discusing plans with my mans
Dark blue land, smoke tint chrome rims and system
That leaves your rear views tremblin'
What you gonna do when poppa catch an attitude
Drop to your knees and show gratitude
Kiss my rings it's a Frank White thing I stay potent
Bitches devoted, take my dick and deep throat it
You'll see (Don't stop), you'll see
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