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Accept For That One Time Video (MV)




Performed By: Brett Tepe
Language: English
Length: 3:35
Written by: Brett Tepe




Brett Tepe - Accept For That One Time Lyrics




Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woah, woah, woah
Y'all ready for the liftoff? Y'all ready for the final? Y'all ready for the liftoff
Y'all ain't ready, y'all ain't ready, y'all ain't ready, y'all ain't ready
Yeah, y'all ain't ready for the young killer, young dawg, brats happy

Pull up in that Malibu, up in that Chevy
Then we head to Malibu, I hope you ready, you know what I'm finna do
For the final lap, I'ma lap you up again, lol, smiley face, gotta laugh in
I got patience, the keys steady waitin

How you wanna make it when you got the playbook for the rest of your days
Life is in a maze, man, I used to live up in that maze
Now I'm in the basement, yeah, I'm still pushin' pace, yeah, I'm on pavement
Yeah, you know my pedigree, be real nice Hold up, feelin' lucky, so I roll the dice

Twice, hit them both, next thing I know, next thing I know, next thing I know
I'm in another room with some different folks, yeah, still out here tellin' jokes
Laughin' at my own shit, guess it goes up, only to come down, but then it come back
Somethin' like a boomerang, a kitty cat, you know I be gettin' that vast

Lane livin' and I'm whippin', never crashin', except for that one time
Except for that one time
One time for those that are fallin
Two times for those that are still ballin

Three times for the women callin' me
Four times for me and my Gs
Five times for my kin
Six for my brothers that be out here up in the gym

Seven for my shooters, eight for my dunkers, nine for my Ali Ubers and my tens
Yeah, this shit is for y'all
Yep, I got my back against the wall, still I ball
Crawlin' to the top, you know it seems like forever, but then you up there like, damn

How am I gettin' better
Every day, still doubtin' that I can, but I still do it
You know I been workin' and this life is like a zoo shit
You know me, I'm movin', cruisin' to the beat, the rhythm, yep, it's in my feet

I'm feelin' like this shit be neat, sweet
Yeah, she like the tasty stuff
I'm feelin' like this shit be neat, sweet
I'm feelin' like this shit be neat, sweet

I'm feelin' like this shit be neat, sweet
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English

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woah, woah, woah
Y'all ready for the liftoff? Y'all ready for the final? Y'all ready for the liftoff
Y'all ain't ready, y'all ain't ready, y'all ain't ready, y'all ain't ready
Yeah, y'all ain't ready for the young killer, young dawg, brats happy

Pull up in that Malibu, up in that Chevy
Then we head to Malibu, I hope you ready, you know what I'm finna do
For the final lap, I'ma lap you up again, lol, smiley face, gotta laugh in
I got patience, the keys steady waitin

How you wanna make it when you got the playbook for the rest of your days
Life is in a maze, man, I used to live up in that maze
Now I'm in the basement, yeah, I'm still pushin' pace, yeah, I'm on pavement
Yeah, you know my pedigree, be real nice Hold up, feelin' lucky, so I roll the dice

Twice, hit them both, next thing I know, next thing I know, next thing I know
I'm in another room with some different folks, yeah, still out here tellin' jokes
Laughin' at my own shit, guess it goes up, only to come down, but then it come back
Somethin' like a boomerang, a kitty cat, you know I be gettin' that vast

Lane livin' and I'm whippin', never crashin', except for that one time
Except for that one time
One time for those that are fallin
Two times for those that are still ballin

Three times for the women callin' me
Four times for me and my Gs
Five times for my kin
Six for my brothers that be out here up in the gym

Seven for my shooters, eight for my dunkers, nine for my Ali Ubers and my tens
Yeah, this shit is for y'all
Yep, I got my back against the wall, still I ball
Crawlin' to the top, you know it seems like forever, but then you up there like, damn

How am I gettin' better
Every day, still doubtin' that I can, but I still do it
You know I been workin' and this life is like a zoo shit
You know me, I'm movin', cruisin' to the beat, the rhythm, yep, it's in my feet

I'm feelin' like this shit be neat, sweet
Yeah, she like the tasty stuff
I'm feelin' like this shit be neat, sweet
I'm feelin' like this shit be neat, sweet

I'm feelin' like this shit be neat, sweet
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