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One of a Kind Video (MV)




Performed By: Original Dope Crew
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Anthony Martin, Ricky Artis-Williams




Original Dope Crew - One of a Kind Lyrics




This is for my niggas down
Moving up with us
Just living yo life
And, and if a broke hoe tell you get a job
Then tell that bitch bye

I got a feeling that shit bout to go crazy
I dropped the ceiling on a brand new Mercedes
I might just steal me someone's bitch today
I gotta get to my chicken Fil A
Right now I'm wide awake
Bitches be sleep, so I make em shake
Buy that bitch fries if she wanna date
I don't have time to be in relations
Blessed to be even have conversation
If I were you I would appreciate
Getting exhausted, baby you lost it
Curb her and tell that bitch find a way
This is your last stop
Ain't gotta go home but you gotta get out of here
I ain't no padlock
You holding me down girl you gotta see vision clear
I'm one them Have Nots
No they haven't seen me but we make you wipe ya tears
Yeah, baby we bout to be
F*cking our way to sleep

How does it feel to be
F*cking up everything
F*cked up off everything
All my backwoods are stuffed with the Mary Jane
Baby remember me
Whole different energy
You know I'm not the same
You would ask but you already know the name
Drop the tape on a bitch make her go insane
Get the top from uh and get the drop on a bitch
If ya know the game
There will be niggas coming in every way
Want it dry from a bitch and she blow the paint
I don't know the pain but I know it's pain
I can see the shit written all on ya face
I'm in a drop-top
Making the block hot, homie
And when I stop, stop
I got the Glock cocked on me
I got the pop rocks
Making the hotbox whoadie
Like tell me ya feeling me
Like how does it feel to be
Like

This is for my niggas down
Moving up with us
Just living yo life
And, and if a broke hoe tell you get a job
Then tell that bitch bye
Yeah, I see these niggas ain't getting my feelings
Don't know what it's like
Uh, them little niggas in the building
Dope dishing that one of a kind

This is for my niggas down
Moving up with us
Just living yo life
And, and if a broke hoe tell you get a job
Then tell that bitch bye
Yeah, I see these niggas ain't getting my feelings
Don't know what it's like
Uh, them little niggas in the building
Dope dishing that one of a kind
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This is for my niggas down
Moving up with us
Just living yo life
And, and if a broke hoe tell you get a job
Then tell that bitch bye

I got a feeling that shit bout to go crazy
I dropped the ceiling on a brand new Mercedes
I might just steal me someone's bitch today
I gotta get to my chicken Fil A
Right now I'm wide awake
Bitches be sleep, so I make em shake
Buy that bitch fries if she wanna date
I don't have time to be in relations
Blessed to be even have conversation
If I were you I would appreciate
Getting exhausted, baby you lost it
Curb her and tell that bitch find a way
This is your last stop
Ain't gotta go home but you gotta get out of here
I ain't no padlock
You holding me down girl you gotta see vision clear
I'm one them Have Nots
No they haven't seen me but we make you wipe ya tears
Yeah, baby we bout to be
F*cking our way to sleep

How does it feel to be
F*cking up everything
F*cked up off everything
All my backwoods are stuffed with the Mary Jane
Baby remember me
Whole different energy
You know I'm not the same
You would ask but you already know the name
Drop the tape on a bitch make her go insane
Get the top from uh and get the drop on a bitch
If ya know the game
There will be niggas coming in every way
Want it dry from a bitch and she blow the paint
I don't know the pain but I know it's pain
I can see the shit written all on ya face
I'm in a drop-top
Making the block hot, homie
And when I stop, stop
I got the Glock cocked on me
I got the pop rocks
Making the hotbox whoadie
Like tell me ya feeling me
Like how does it feel to be
Like

This is for my niggas down
Moving up with us
Just living yo life
And, and if a broke hoe tell you get a job
Then tell that bitch bye
Yeah, I see these niggas ain't getting my feelings
Don't know what it's like
Uh, them little niggas in the building
Dope dishing that one of a kind

This is for my niggas down
Moving up with us
Just living yo life
And, and if a broke hoe tell you get a job
Then tell that bitch bye
Yeah, I see these niggas ain't getting my feelings
Don't know what it's like
Uh, them little niggas in the building
Dope dishing that one of a kind
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Writer: Anthony Martin, Ricky Artis-Williams
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