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Once Video (MV)




Performed By: Yung Ree
Length: 1:54
Written by: Tyree Sutton




Yung Ree - Once Lyrics




Showed dem luv once now they Trynna son you
I'm in the coup blowin gas out the sunroof
I do not ask her to suck it she want Too
Her ass in rhythm like it's 1, 2 1, 2

Too many hoes to much cash for jus 1 dude
Too many hoes too much cash for Jus on 1 dude
Too many hoes too much cash for Jus 1 dude

Nina a freak, run up on Yung Ree, She gon blow
Charge em da fee, den fill up the Seats, like a pro do
I smoke out the p, sellin green in Bulk, likes it produce

Gimmie the jaw, she be like the Hulk, when she off the hulk
U jus spent it all, i might blow a Check and I'm still gon ball

I was in dem halls
Sellin dope, my old coach he saw
Lil bitch this ain't saw, ain't no Game, I can't take a loss
I don't need the fame, cause dats When they take yo cross

I'm jus in my lane, f*ck a lame, you Can't doublecross

I can't f*ck you raw, cause yo friends Be trappin
My friends trappin too
You get shocked like taser, that's What static do

Judge a hoe like padgent
I mcnabb it
My lil bro can have
I feel like Obama, wit my gang, pull Up like the cabinet

I don't do no cappin
My shit real, yea my raps n fashion
U can check the fabric, went to mall
They said they ain't have it

Too many hoes to much cash for jus 1 dude
Too many hoes too much cash for Jus on 1 dude
Too many hoes too much cash for Jus 1 dude

Showed dem luv once now they Trynna son you
I'm in the coup blowin gas out the sunroof
I do not ask her to suck it she want Too
Her ass in rhythm like it's 1, 2 1, 2
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Showed dem luv once now they Trynna son you
I'm in the coup blowin gas out the sunroof
I do not ask her to suck it she want Too
Her ass in rhythm like it's 1, 2 1, 2

Too many hoes to much cash for jus 1 dude
Too many hoes too much cash for Jus on 1 dude
Too many hoes too much cash for Jus 1 dude

Nina a freak, run up on Yung Ree, She gon blow
Charge em da fee, den fill up the Seats, like a pro do
I smoke out the p, sellin green in Bulk, likes it produce

Gimmie the jaw, she be like the Hulk, when she off the hulk
U jus spent it all, i might blow a Check and I'm still gon ball

I was in dem halls
Sellin dope, my old coach he saw
Lil bitch this ain't saw, ain't no Game, I can't take a loss
I don't need the fame, cause dats When they take yo cross

I'm jus in my lane, f*ck a lame, you Can't doublecross

I can't f*ck you raw, cause yo friends Be trappin
My friends trappin too
You get shocked like taser, that's What static do

Judge a hoe like padgent
I mcnabb it
My lil bro can have
I feel like Obama, wit my gang, pull Up like the cabinet

I don't do no cappin
My shit real, yea my raps n fashion
U can check the fabric, went to mall
They said they ain't have it

Too many hoes to much cash for jus 1 dude
Too many hoes too much cash for Jus on 1 dude
Too many hoes too much cash for Jus 1 dude

Showed dem luv once now they Trynna son you
I'm in the coup blowin gas out the sunroof
I do not ask her to suck it she want Too
Her ass in rhythm like it's 1, 2 1, 2
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Writer: Tyree Sutton
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