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Yeah, makes you feel good don't it?
J.R.B!
I done been around the globe a few times
Never met anyone quite like you
Not four, not three, not two
But you must be the one (three, two)
Girl, you must be the one (three, two)
Girl, you must be the one
She incomparable, similar to me
She baby number one, not two nor three
She high up on the def chart, way above them other chicks
Not Mickey D's, but you could say that I'm loving it
Yeah I'm loving it, and she love it too
I bet you mad cause lil' mama ain't loving you
Prada on her feet, the face Cartier
I'm sitting at the top, baby you can meet me there
And I hope that you ready to go far
When we get to the moon, we sending a postcard
You know you second to none
Four, three, two, baby you is number one
I done been around the globe a few times
Never met anyone quite like you
Not four, not three, not two
But you must be the one (three, two)
Girl, you must be the one (three, two)
Girl, you must be the one
Me plus you, that equals more hate
My swag is a crime, they setting my court date
She number one, I would have her in no other position
I got the perfect remedy, J.A.B. the physician
You number one, and I ain't proud to say it
To a whole 'nother level, that's where we is about to take it
And when I'm gone, you'll get a little sick
Got my hands, you my heart, I hope you got a good grip
Stay behind, and they should just face it
To be logical, what you think your place is?
You know you second to none
Four, three, two, baby you is number one
I done been around the globe a few times
Never met anyone quite like you
Not four, not three, not two
But you must be the one (three, two)
Girl, you must be the one (three, two)
Girl, you must be the one
And she know who she is out there
Ain't no other like her, can't no one compare
Yeah that's her with the True Religion jeans on
And I got one if you need a shoulder to lean on
She number one, feeling like this is a theme song
Well it is baby, how could you be wrong?
By my side when I'm flying
So in that spaceship, baby you my co-pilot
And I'm way, way faster
Light speed baby, scientifically NASA
You know you second to none
Four, three, two, baby you is number one
I done been around the globe a few times
Never met anyone quite like you
Not four, not three, not two
But you must be the one (three, two)
Girl, you must be the one (three, two)
Girl, you must be the one, the one, the one, the one...



Writer(s): Aaron Ross Copyright: Defected Music Ltd, Westbury Music Ltd



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