Joyce Wrice Ft Freddie Gibbs – On One Lyrics

Joyce Wrice Ft Freddie Gibbs – On One Lyrics

On One Lyrics By Joyce Wrice Ft Freddie Gibbs

[Verse 1: Joyce Wrice]
You know how to keep me going
Know how to keep me flowing
When you hit me, I be going through it
I think I’m giving too much, even though I shouldn’t
Gamble all my time, I don’t play with it
Yeah, I’ll roll the dice on you, baby
I hit a seven, you can swing my way
And while you’re at it, you can get a little taste

[Refrain: Joyce Wrice]
But you know that’s not all I want
Them late nights with you ain’t enough
How does everything change when I say I want ya?
We be going back and forth
Acting like you so unsure
But everytime you’re here, it’s like I’m all yours
[Chorus: Joyce Wrice]
I’m usually quick to cut it off, but with you I can’t choose (You got me on one)
If I switch it up fast on you, baby, you lose (You got mе on one)
But I really wanted that, what’s a girl to do, yеah (You got me on one)
Sometimes I want to cut it off, but with you I can’t choose
You got me on one
You got me on one

[Verse 2: Joyce Wrice]
You either want it all or you don’t want nothing, baby
You ain’t gon’ have me at it going crazy
‘Cause he know it been good on this sight
Let’s just put it all together and get it right

[Refrain: Joyce Wrice]
But you know that’s not all I want
Them late nights with you ain’t enough
How does everything change when I say I want ya?
We be going back and forth
Acting like you so unsure
But everytime you’re here, it’s like I’m all yours

[Verse 3: Freddie Gibbs]
Black Russians in Azur, yo, that’s what I’m on
Hundred texts, she do the fool when I don’t call the phone
Bitch trip, click, click, you get the dial tone
Relaxed on the tracks, I don’t rap, I get my style on
The last nigga hit you and quit you, now you can’t find holmes
Had your mind blown, nigga diamonds at you like rhinestones
Fuck the runway, I’m runnin’ hoes, Fashion Week
French bitch from Ivory Coast, pussy magnifique
Sneaky link, I need a freak like Adina Howard
Not a goofy bitch that be checkin’ phones while I’m in the shower
Police got behind us so I took the chopper, she took the powder
Lawyer got my bail, I’ll be on the streets in a couple hours
Ride for me, the game dirty but my heart pure
Had to test the waters, I couldn’t swim, I was unsure
Undecided with this shit, I’m in disguises when I hit
Sometimes I have to tell a lie to keep my biz, what’s up?

[Chorus: Joyce Wrice & Freddie Gibbs]
I’m usually quick to cut it off, but with you I can’t choose (Baby, baby, what’s up?)
If I switch it up fast on you, baby, you lose
But I really wanted that, what’s a girl to do, yeah
Sometimes I want to cut it off, but with you I can’t choose
You got me on one
You got me on one
You got me on one
You got me on one
You got me on one