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letra de one night - fredro starr

(talking)
there’s two things in the world
i ain’t never seen, know what i’m sayin’?
a sp-ce ship and the b-tch i need, ha, ya heard?
new sh-t yo, you know you tell me
when you want some half of miss shorty, right?
you want the b-tch to give you some brains or whatever
you just say yo. yo give me some knowledge. (haha)
know what i’m saying? it’s some new sh-t, word up.
yo shorty, check it out man… look-

i ain’t tryin’ to go home wit ya number, y’know what i’m sayin?
i’m tryin’ to go home wit you
can’t f-ck a phone number, ya know what i’m sayin?
straight up, just one night, that’s it
we don’t love dem hoes!

i don’t want to love you
i just wanna. f-ck you
one night, one night
just wanna f-ck you
(we don’t love dem hoes!)

(fredro starr)
b-tch, you so fine
like a tambourine with rocks, you just shine
be a real b-tch, let me hit it from behind
which bed you wanna climb? no relationship
is worth the p-ssy one time
let em know, i don’t love em, i don’t hate them neither
best way to (describe a guest is a faithful cheater)?
ain’t no rings on ya finger, is we f-ckin’ or what?
pack a overnight bag and steal your man’s truck.
she told me “guns turn me on”
she got a thing for rappers, get f-cked in the -ss
face stuck in the matress, shut up
listen to?, every b-tch is a liar
and worth sh-t but a blunt and a lighter.(get high, b-tch)

(versatile)
i treat a b-tch like a hoe, cause a hoe is a b-tch
you know it’s other people’s money
that be makin’ em trick
they makin’ me sick, never stop suckin’ my d-ck
thinkin’ a n-gg- runnin’ tricks, cause he sit in a 6
i buy ‘cris just to spit on b-tches
very important, pimp, i know you hear that b-tch
you see this wrist? when a scar look like this
yo’ -ss get scared, a b-tch would learn
versatile don’t pay for t-tties
know your name, gettin’ head in the range of the city
hittin’ switches, while your hoe -ss zip down my d-ckie’s
avoid them hickies, i don’t love you hoes for nothin’
smack a b-tch and you think i’m frontin’
playa you’re trippin’

(chorus 2x)

(begetz)
what? gucci? what?
trick what? lace who?
i ain’t amazed, boo
5 years a n-gg- that’ll f-ck you and tape you
and show it to your face, boo
not behind your back
and let you see how you gettin’ murdered from the back
if it wasn’t for the flicks, would you be all on my d-ck?
when we f-ckin’, you let a n-gg- call you b-tch.
when you suckin’, what make you swallow all of my sh-t?
shoulda treated you like a prost-tute, you listen to?
but the head got better, the p-ssy got wetter
six monthes later begetz couldn’t get her
but guess what, i keep that b-tch broke in and f-cked
let her browse through the prada store to open her up
i bought her aldo shoes, just to open her up
it’s coconuts, the way she just coc up the nuts
you know the rules, keep em pretty
never cash in they hands
that’s what you get from a one night stand
don’t move, b-tch

(chorus)

(ice t over chorus)
that’s right b-tch, don’t move
this ice t b-tch, now you got real trouble
know what i’m saying?
’tile let me holla at this hoe
yo b-tch, they told me if you knew better
you choose better, you know?
you think wrong, you think wrong, b-tch
problem is, b-tch, you can’t swing a slow bat at a fast pitch
you f-ck a n-gg- like me, you might get rich
but it ain’t gonna be all fun
you step outta? one motha f-ckin’ inch
you better duck or run
i can’t really get mad at you
for not recognizing this isn’t
cause if you ain’t never had nothing
how you supposed to get used to something?
the true root of the problem
to most of you broke -ss hoes is
you so mothaf-ckin’ used to losing
you can’t even figure out who you f-ckin’ one
biatch

- fredro starr

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