Lyrics to The One Time In Houston
H-town, what they do, yeah
[?]
And the way the bras are choosing us
I think I'm 'bout to move out Houston
Nigga, got that black bottle on me
Black-black bottle on me
All the Bs in my suitcase
From the brown I'll probably owe ya
Cause I'm in H-town and I'm crawling
My favorite bitch at Dream be stripping around too
She love to say "I fuck with you, thank you for coming through"
She gon' get you in your feelings, then get you out of your lude
Oh, she don't love you
H-town, what they do, yeah
[?]
And the way the bras are choosing us
I think I'm 'bout to move out Houston
Nigga, got that black bottle on me
Black-black bottle on me
All the Bs that I brought in here
Is on the ground, I know we'll OD cause
I'm out H-town, just balling
My favorite bitch is ready, said "what did you try and do?"
I told her it's whatever, she told me whatever too
She told me it's a problem, what's the problem?
It looks like she don't love you
[Hook:]
She knows that I've been rolling up like a motherfucker
I've been pouring up like a motherfucker
Well, I've been creeping out like a motherfucker, sleeping out like a motherfucker
Friends tell me I'm a motherfucker, they know
I've been rolling up like a motherfucker
They know that I've been creeping out like a motherfucker, sleeping out like a motherfucker
Friends tell me I'm a motherfucker, yeah you know, you know
That body bang, need a body bag
Syrup in bottles, be balancing my anxiety, hey
I ain't sipping to fit in with niggas
I go to Texas for women, ain't no Timbaland weather
Mademoiselle, every nigga fetish for reals
Stay till the morning, my shit be snoring off with that pill
What a role model I be
I bet I lost respect when you saw me sweating off MD-
MA, blame it on the batch, girl, it's OK
Pop one to relax, see, this rap shit is so fake
Women so fake, all these niggas so fake
So who am I to ask 'bout ass, titties or whole names?
Now she giving government and her number away
(She don't) Hey
Meaning she wanna do things not for public display
(She don't) Hey
I'm off a high and I'm losing my mind, in a daze, yeah
(She don't) Uh
So won't you tell me you love me while I'm stuck on this wave?
[Hook]
[?]
And the way the bras are choosing us
I think I'm 'bout to move out Houston
Nigga, got that black bottle on me
Black-black bottle on me
All the Bs in my suitcase
From the brown I'll probably owe ya
Cause I'm in H-town and I'm crawling
My favorite bitch at Dream be stripping around too
She love to say "I fuck with you, thank you for coming through"
She gon' get you in your feelings, then get you out of your lude
Oh, she don't love you
H-town, what they do, yeah
[?]
And the way the bras are choosing us
I think I'm 'bout to move out Houston
Nigga, got that black bottle on me
Black-black bottle on me
All the Bs that I brought in here
Is on the ground, I know we'll OD cause
I'm out H-town, just balling
My favorite bitch is ready, said "what did you try and do?"
I told her it's whatever, she told me whatever too
She told me it's a problem, what's the problem?
It looks like she don't love you
[Hook:]
She knows that I've been rolling up like a motherfucker
I've been pouring up like a motherfucker
Well, I've been creeping out like a motherfucker, sleeping out like a motherfucker
Friends tell me I'm a motherfucker, they know
I've been rolling up like a motherfucker
They know that I've been creeping out like a motherfucker, sleeping out like a motherfucker
Friends tell me I'm a motherfucker, yeah you know, you know
That body bang, need a body bag
Syrup in bottles, be balancing my anxiety, hey
I ain't sipping to fit in with niggas
I go to Texas for women, ain't no Timbaland weather
Mademoiselle, every nigga fetish for reals
Stay till the morning, my shit be snoring off with that pill
What a role model I be
I bet I lost respect when you saw me sweating off MD-
MA, blame it on the batch, girl, it's OK
Pop one to relax, see, this rap shit is so fake
Women so fake, all these niggas so fake
So who am I to ask 'bout ass, titties or whole names?
Now she giving government and her number away
(She don't) Hey
Meaning she wanna do things not for public display
(She don't) Hey
I'm off a high and I'm losing my mind, in a daze, yeah
(She don't) Uh
So won't you tell me you love me while I'm stuck on this wave?
[Hook]
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