D12 (X-Treme™ Saider) U r the one Lyrics:
[Kon Artis - Chorus] Now out of all the women in
the place, you got me starin' at your pretty
face. And with that body I could truly say that
u r the one, u r the one, u r the one, ooh oooh.
Amazed by the way that you shake them hips,
shakin' your ass off in my dick. I get aroused by
them sexy lips cause u r the one, u r the one, we
r the one that can do.
[Swift] And you wonder why I call you everyday
of the week, and have that operator breakin' on
your line when you speak. And I can say that I'ma
make you mine in a blink. You nominated just for
your behind and I'm ?, you a thug with your best
of friend, mud-wrestlin'. Sittin' in the corner
with a mug and a cup of gin. See me lookin' for
you when you win in a pen, see I hug you dirty.
You confronting me for flirtin'? You wanted me so
suddenly, my company's a burden, but I won't jump
a balcony, and how can I be hurtin'. I'm just
playin' wit you and it's workin'. Your friend's
can't save you, they fakin' like they nurses.
[Bizarre] First time I saw you, up in them
guests, you the only reason I use Federal
Express. Shit, I don't be havin' no packages.
Naw, I'm getting dressers, lamps, and big
matresses. I go crazy when I smell your odor. I
just want to pick you up, and take you to
Pan-De-Rosa. Steak and potatoes, whatever you
want. I'll write just the buffet, my publics
check then come. You don't care about D12, you
don't know about Bizarre. All you know that I'm
weird and I wear a wonder-bra. That's fine, I
just wanna make you mine. niggas say you a 3, I
think you a dime.
[Chorus] [ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/GBA ][Proof] I love the way yo' body grindin',
gettin' all in my face. Only thing on your mind
is which wallet to ?. Your ass looks so perfect
with your thong on your waist, built like a
stallion, you belong in a race. Get money by the
barrel, King Kong in the place. Movie and a
dinner, that's as long as I wait. Hey, I ain't on
your ear off, talkin' dates. Got you dizzy of the
crissy, you ain't walkin' straight. Got a roomy,
bring your booty, and lets cultivate. You so
pretty, love them titties, they soft and fake.
Bring your friends, "Damn your ? smell like
coffeecake." Yo meet me at the place when
you get off at eight.
[Kuniva] The way you move have got me buggin'
out. And you quick to take off your jacket and
slug it out, we thug it out. Pourin' 40's out and
give each other ?. In fact, we both hate goin'
out, we both hate small gats. You the truth I'm
for real yo I love you to death. And if we break
up, I'ma stalk you and bug you to death. Till you
scared to leave the house because you know I'm in
the bushes. We went from hugs and kisses into
shoves and pushes. Tis all love, take it and
stride, I'm only jokin' wit you. I don't get down
like that, you know I'd never hit you. But yet
and still if I ever feel I'm about to, (Gets
angrier) I'll gently grab the shoulders and shake
the shit out ya girl!!!
[Chorus] [Kon Artis] I take a light skinned, dark
skinned, short and black, add in to a sassy and
they ass is fat. Corporate suburb when you could
be a classy rat. Louis Votton cost to much to
have a bag to match. Girl forget all that, I'm
gettin' rich off rap, and you could be my aid in
all as long as you got my back. Seditary, there's
entrepreneurs, and that's a fact. And your
birthday's seven days after mine, correct? Well
that's two things that we got in common, baby.
Hopin' there ain't a problem that I'm involved in
Shady. Cause come next year, I will not be
datin', cause my plan's to be with your stankin'
ass OK?
[Chorus]Lyrics: U r the one, D12 (X-Treme™ Saider) [end]