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One Thing
331,824
Hip-Hop/Rap
One Thing was released on December 11, 2015 by Bread Winners' Association/Atlantic as a part of the album Islah (Deluxe)
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Release DateDecember 11, 2015
LabelBread Winners' Association/Atlantic
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Vocals
James William Stewart
James William Stewart
Keyboards
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d.a. got that dope
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Gilyard
Kevin Gilyard
Songwriter
David Doman
David Doman
Songwriter
James William Stewart
James William Stewart
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Millz
Millz
Recording Engineer
Dan Weston
Dan Weston
Mixing Engineer
d.a. got that dope
d.a. got that dope
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Baby hit this weed 'cause it might calm you down
I rub your feet, listenin' to everything you talkin' 'bout
Straight out the streets, I'm grimey
I talk, my diamonds shiny
Don't mean to be too aggressive, baby
I go to war with God behind you
[Verse 2]
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
[Verse 3]
No stress, hit off the chest, God I made it, I'm off of paper
Certificate of completion, I felt like I graduated
Enough about that, I ain't come for that
I came to comfort pussy drippin' through your draws
Water mean it need to be punctured
I'm gutter, make love crazy, back to the hustle
In the mirror makin' faces, I'm killin' ya from the back
Stuffin' dick in you slow, tryna rip your track from your scalp
Phone ring, bitch you know you can't answer
You call 'em back
[Verse 4]
I say I'm sicker than you, I got more bitches than you
And I can buy a murder charge 'cause my digits, they grew
I say I'm sicker than you, I got more bitches than you
And I can buy a murder charge 'cause my digits, they grew
[Verse 5]
Baby hit this weed 'cause it might calm you down
I rub your feet, listenin' to everything you talkin' 'bout
Straight out the streets, I'm grimey
I talk, my diamonds shiny
Don't mean to be too aggressive, baby
I go to war with God behind you
[Verse 6]
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
[Verse 7]
Round two, let's get it
Cut up, you know how I'm with it
I'm out my mind, I don't get tired, hold up bae, it ain't no quittin'
Hold the back of my head with my tongue in your ass
Ain't no running, hold up, and you trippin'
Spit drippin' down the crack of your ass
Watch the liquid drip all in your kitty
Show me you love me
Get on top while I'm suckin' your titties, you owe me
Slow motion, you move it around while you do it
Don't nobody know how we thuggin', you know it
'Cept for the people you told me you told 'em
Except for the people you told me you told 'em
[Verse 8]
I say I'm sicker than you, I got more bitches than you
And I can buy a murder charge 'cause my digits, they grew
I say I'm sicker than you, I got more bitches than you
And I can buy a murder charge 'cause my digits, they grew
[Verse 9]
Baby hit this weed ' cause it might calm you down
I rub your feet, listenin' to everything you talkin' 'bout
Straight out the streets, I'm grimey
I talk, my diamonds shiny
Don't mean to be too aggressive, baby
I go to war with God behind you
[Verse 10]
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
One thing I really love is makin' love to the pussy
[Verse 11]
I go to war with God behind you
I go to war with God behind you
I go to war with God behind you
I go to war with God behind you
Written by: DAVID L DOMAN, Jim Stewart, Kevin Gilyard, Marcellus Gilyard
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