Текст песни Oneofone - Alex Parker

My sweet thing
Made me chicken, rice, and beans
Took my shoes off at the door
Made me feel just like a king
Watchin'
Community on my TV screen
Drinkin'
Communion from out my favorite glass
What if
I told you you had my favorite ass?
Would you say "Thank you"?
Or just ask "amongst who?"
I might adopt a vow of silence like the monks do
I might just sing all of your praises on a funk groove

Uh,
One of one, baby
One of one
Ain't no one like you under sun, baby
Under sun
And what I say to you
I would say in front of guns
Uh,
One of one, baby
One of one

Yeah
And you special like after-school
PSAs on VHS, telling me drugs are not cool
But wait, you telling me drugs are not you?
Apologies, but I am not fooled (I am not fooled)
Nah, I ain't ever been this high sober
Fuck what you thought, boo
I'm off... like the "1" after "5,4,3,2"
And I know when it's over
I'll never be sober
If love is like some lean
If I sip, is it for the culture?
How much of our time do we make the most of?
Buzzing like I can't find the bottom of this mimosa
Let's hit the coast and go mob it like Cosa Nostra
Young, black, and doing what we're s'posed to
(Flexin')

Uh
One of one, baby
One of one
Ain't no one like you under sun, baby
Under sun
And what I say to you
I would say in front of guns
Uh
One of one, baby
One of one
(One of one, baby!)
Uh
One of one, baby
One of one (One of one, baby!)
Ain't no one like you under sun, baby
Under sun (Under sun, baby!)
And what I say to you
I would say in front of guns
(Front of guns, baby!)
Uh
One of one, baby
One of one
(One of one)

Off... like the "1" after "5,4,3,2"
(Off... like the "1" after "5,4,3,2")
Off... like the "1" after "5,4,3,2"
(Off... like the "1" after "5,4,3,2")