10 lyrics for "One, two, three yeah!"
One, two, three, let's get gnarly (Yeah) I just took Cialis, but she on a molly (Ayy) Do you wanna boot up? Do you wanna party? (Ayy) Mollys in Dasani, baby, let's get gnarly (Ayy) I get out my tail and I get out my body (Ayy) One, two, three, let's get
PlayWhen it comes to cutting ties, girl, I'm like a pro, whoa, whoa I tell you what you wanna know, oh, whoa You're prolly better on your own, oh, no Runnin' through my weed, yeah One, two, been thinking long and hard this morning Three, four, it's hard to
PlayBall of confusion That's what the world is today, hey Uh, yeah, that's what the world is today, hey Let me hear you, let me hear you say Let me hear you, let me hear you One, two, three, four People moving out, people moving in, why? Because the color of
PlayPicked up where I left off, four-three-two-one lift off (yeah) Went to get the broom, I had to beat a bitch off (whoa) People get so crazy when you're rich and famous (ay) But I ain't no jackpot hoe, and this ain't Vegas Okay, let's get it Ay, don't be
PlayYeah, we’re alright though She’s kinda hot though We are the kings and the queens of the new broken scene Yeah, she’s kinda hot though (One, two, three, four) They say we’re losers and we’re alright with that We are the leaders of the not coming back’s
PlayTalk that talk to me, yeah What you saying now, give it to me baby One and two and a three and four Come on let me know if you want some more You know what I like, now get it right Boy talk that talk to me all night Yeah boy I like it yeah boy I like it
PlayI'm so much cooler online Chat with two women at one time Yeah I'm cooler online I'm 6'5 and I look damn good It turns girls on that I'm mysterious I tell 'em I don't want nothing serious 'Cause even on a slow day I can have a three way I work down at
Play'Til we break and scatter worlds apart Yeah, I paid the price and own the scars And our paper houses reach the stars Why did we climb and fall so far? (One, two, three) In this house of broken hearts We made our love out of stacks of cards And, yes, we
PlayIn my bank account, yeah (oh God) Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God) I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight M's in my bank account, yeah (oh God) I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight shooters ready to gun you down, yeah
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