One Click - $ippin’

It’s E.G.!

New Quibble

One Click!

She pop that pill, she lose control

I’m too lit, might lose my soul

Livin’ fast, I’m on that road

If we crash out now, that's how it goes

What you know about pimpin’ pimpin’?

What you know about we be sippin’?

What you know about gettin’ lifted?

Let me be specific - I wanna get twisted

I wanna take a private jet across the Pacific

I wanna fly high, so high - we be trippin’

Let me whisper in your ear, what you drinkin’?

Tell me what you wanna hear girl, what you thinkin’?

You hung up on your ex still? (Right)

How ‘bout you trust me and pop this little X pill

Tell me that you love me girl, love how the sex feel

Head spinnin’ so fast it makes the world stand still

Im’a move ya body, move ya body like a snake ma

Im’a make your legs shake like an earthquake

She wearing Fendi, Gucci, Louis, Prada

Baby got it all just from dancin’ for dollars

Sippin’ got us sittin’ so close to the edge

One wrong step we could slip off the ledge (like)

High off the jet fuel, can’t feel my face

Night just started, already misplaced

Sins in the backseat, cash in the safe

Tell the devil I’ll be home soon, save my place

She pop that pill, she lose control

I’m too lit, might lose my soul

Livin’ fast, I’m on that road

If we crash out now, that's how it goes

Wassup Babygirl, you can tell that I'm feeling you,

lemme buy you a drink-

maybe take a pill or two,

maybe we can chill a few-

minutes if you killing time,

I'm really feeling you, your hips and your thighs,

to ya pretty little eyes and i hope that you don't mind,

if i come up from behind,

and grind and keep on grinding,

bumping in the club,

bass bumping in the truck,

when I'm taking you home-you know I’m making you moan...

Go an be a good bitch and lemme bury my bone,

Dr. Feel Good's in-

i got the antidote,

and she demands a dose..all down her throat,

She wash it down with a gram of coke, and then i float,

so i can mack some more,

close the bathroom door

so i can smash this whore,

but it's a half past four and my next date’s at eight,

so hey, if im late

then the lady will wait- i got a lot on my plate

High off the jet fuel, can’t feel my face

Night just started, already misplaced

Sins in the backseat, cash in the safe

Tell the devil I’ll be home soon, save my place

She pop that pill, she lose control

I’m too lit, might lose my soul

Livin’ fast, I’m on that road

If we crash out now, that's how it goes