Lyrics The Right One/Father To Son Interlude - John Forté
Featuring
Prazwell
[Forte'
Speaking]
If
you
want
it
you
'gon'
get
it
partner!
What
you
think
it
look
like?
Nutzbaby...
My
like
I
ain't
tell
you
from
the
jump
brotha
Don't
judge
me
'cause
of
this
baby...
Let
me
know!
[Forte'
1st
Verse]
El
Capitan
first
name
John
Swift
on
You
foes
only
do
shows
with
new
kicks
on
Toe
toes
with
my
brother
Pass
the
Grey
Poupon
Hoe
cronies
I
don't
know
what
the
fuck
y'all
on
So
long,
a
brother
gone
Learn
it
in
quote
I
want
a
sista
man,
my
beat
Jamaicans
rock
on
flows
Laugh
now,
you
know
The
Score
Before
I
killed
The
Carnival
Don't
stop
You
knew
me
before
the
solo
record
dropped
What?!
I'm
into
passing
on
Movin'
slow,
inter
- national
Since
I
fork
through
the
dough
Called
my
first
girl
a
hoe,
'cause
I
sweat
her
Now
I
know
better,
to
let
it
flow,
like
I
never
met
her
And
let
the
show
tour
broads
quick
to
fuck
a
man,
in
the
spotlight
That's
why
I
maintain
the
upperhand
Damn!
You
know
the
half
Shit
is
straight,
'til
I
turn
it
Who
fresh?
You
gonna
blow
it?
Only
if
you
know
it!
[Jeni
Fujita
Singing
Chorus
(Forte'
in
parentheses)]
If
you
want
it,
we
got
it!
(You
got
The
Right
One,
baby!)
You
got
The
Right
One,
baby!
If
you
want
it,
we
got
it,
decide
it!
(You
got
The
Right
One,
baby!)
You
got
The
Right
One,
baby!
If
you
want
it,
we
got
it!
(You
got
The
Right
One,
baby!)
You
got
The
Right
One,
baby!
If
you
want
it,
we
got
it,
decide
it!
(You
got
The
Right
One,
baby!)
You
got
The
Right
One,
baby!
[Forte
- 2nd
Verse]
Well
it
ain't
nothing
but
a
word
The
noise
I
heard,
could
make
a
crew
wanna
shoot
up
every
party
and
slide
Like
I'm
supposed
to
show
you
love
to
try
to
get
inside
Club
promoters
'fessin'
with
their
little
guest
lists
Sleek,
I'm
twenty
deep
All
brothers
in
fact,
now
the
line
start
with
me,
and
it
ends
in
the
back
You
don't
love
me,
I
know
you
like
the
record!
Don't
touch
me!
Niggas
stay
wack,
like
crack,
in
the
dutchee
So
why
try
me?
Swift,
I
sure
do
be
You
get
touched
more
than
frisked
by
club
security
Lovely,
what
it
look
like?
My
sons
run
stuff
Every
time
I
touch
a
mic
you
wanna,
"Throw
Guns
Up!"
Hard
to
follow
Here
to
swipe
the
next
man's
dollar
Crimes,
white
collar
Underground,
like
Kabala
You
know
the
effort,
all
you
do
is
make
a
record
You
silly,
like
Milli's,
we
spray
the
milliseconds!
What?!
[Chorus]
[Forte']
Dirty
Cash,
baby!
[Prakazrel
"Pras"]
Check
it,
Check
it!
I
got
The
Right
One
The
only
one
Allstars,
ichi
bang
(Japanese
for
#1
Rap
Song)
Niggas
running
up
saying,
"Pras,
put
me
on!"
Hear
my
song
Sing
along
Pass
it
on
Capitan
And
Dirty
Cash,
'til
November
we'll
be
gone!
Bust
it!
[Forte'
& Jeni
- Singing]
Ain't
no
moonshine
last
that
long!
[Forte]
Around
Mr.
John
I
hater
mackin'
you
Rappers
do
like
stone
On
the
don
You
embarass
me,
more
than
chaperones
at
the
prom
You
rappers
in
the
stall,
is
a
ball,
be
gone!
You
ain't
never
knew
the
truth,
so
don't
get
me
wrong!
You
know
how
we
do,
spot
it,
then
I
spit
it,
and
lock
it!
El
Capitan,
you
want
it?
I
got
it!
[Chorus]
[Jeni
Singing
![John Forté - Poly Sci](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/7/c/n/l/izaz68lnc7.jpg)
1 Hot (Intro)
2 They Got Me
3 Ninety Nine (Flash the Message)
4 God is Love God Is War
5 We Got This
6 P.B.E. (Powerful, Beautiful, Excellent)
7 The Right One/Father To Son Interlude
8 Madina Passage
9 All You Gotta Do
10 All F#cked Up
11 Poly Sci
12 Born To Win/Riddle of Steel Interlude
13 Flash The Message
14 Hot (Outro)
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