I can't hate up on that man, he really got It out the mud
I can't show you no more love, baby, all I got Is trust
I can cash you out lil mama, you know all I got Is funds
I don't rock designer, baby, I'm still shinin' like the sun
I tell Rico, It's a problem, CYN gon' have'em run
Rollin' blunts that look like fingers, man, I do that shit for fun
Baby, yes, I am the shit, so I'm just hopin' you the one
Let's get old, roll some trees, baby, we gon' have a son
Joe Gang - the one (Interlude) Lyrics
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I can't hate up on that man, he really got It out the mud
I can't show you no more love, baby, all I got Is trust
I can cash you out lil mama, you know all I got Is funds
I don't rock designer, baby, I'm still shinin' like the sun
I tell Rico, It's a problem, CYN gon' have'em run
Rollin' blunts that look like fingers, man, I do that shit for fun
Baby, yes, I am the shit, so I'm just hopin' you the one
Let's get old, roll some trees, baby, we gon' have a son
I can't show you no more love, baby, all I got Is trust
I can cash you out lil mama, you know all I got Is funds
I don't rock designer, baby, I'm still shinin' like the sun
I tell Rico, It's a problem, CYN gon' have'em run
Rollin' blunts that look like fingers, man, I do that shit for fun
Baby, yes, I am the shit, so I'm just hopin' you the one
Let's get old, roll some trees, baby, we gon' have a son
Writer: Joe Gang
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