Artist: Big K.R.I.T. f/ Smoke DZA, Wiz Khalifa Album: King Remembered In Time Song: Only One Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.] You thought you were the only one ballin You thought you were the only one slabbed-out You thought you were the only pimpin In the V-I with the broads and they ass out You thought you were the only one... NAAAAW, playa! You thought you were the only one... NAAAAW, playa! [Big K.R.I.T.] Now I apply pressure, yessir, gold on my dresser Effortlessly perfected this pimpin to the neck up And with it, I can wrestle, any pro into a pretzel Figure-fo', she figure mo' dick might destroy her vessel Mo-mo-most not the lesser, it's high, just my worth Cause the last time I tripped over pussy was probably at my birth And the last time I didn't pop my trunk was probably at my church But as soon as I left the parkin lot, I maxed it out 'til it burst, uh Wood grain in my wheel, uh, princess cut in my grill, uh Butter fly my steak, uh, shrimp and lobster on chill Do it how I feel, cause doin what you love won't hurt ya Plus an L7 could never understand the complexity of my circle or the dynamics of a twerker, or the inner workings of a squirter It's like chemistry with this codeine, two parts cup, one purple Three mo' time that's charm, bad bitch on my arm Come and go as I please, whole world in my palm, nigguh! [Chorus] [Wiz Khalifa] Tehehehe, uh.. Chocolate chip cookies on my tray, true stoner I get high just as sure as the sun come up to light up the day! A real boss up in the game don’t have to pay to play We burnin down come smoke a pound, I'm just a flight away I earned the right to say I'm rich off what I write today And stickin to my cheese like a microwave Broke niggaz, they don't like us, they don't wanna fight Shout out to Max cause you could never ride the +wave+ but me I got the title O.G. kush in my joint, ooh, all my niggaz on point, ooh Ride and reppin that gang, ooh, T.G.O.D. come join, ooh You niggaz do a show there and don't get no love I sell a hundred thousand tickets when I show up... ...They say the game done chaaaAAANGED Well that mean you need to change too And stop with all that fuckin hatin.. cause that's what motherfuckin lames do Tahahaha, uh! [Chorus] [Smoke DZA] Kushed God, bitch, ahhhhh! Riiiiiiiight.. You ain't the only nigga gettin money, got it down to a science Big nigga, bank teller, think I play for the Giants Dead fresh, walk by and get a moment of silence Don't be mad because we livin dog, be mad at the Mayans Ridin decidin, live maine or peeking Who said hustlers can't be king? Wrists got crowns on 'em, bad hoes is beastin mista Slide the first day, instant upgrade Thompson my jacket, Black Label my denims Very rare my kicks, this petty cash that I'm spendin With the rich folks 'bout to blend-in Got a obsession for this game, Bob Lemon Gangsta, hustla, shit I bleed it, keep these niggaz heated I don't do reservations I walk in and get seated Ahh, best believe it, this Harlem kid's the meanest Shrimp and steak'n at the table, smell the smoke but they don't see it, nigga! Riiiiiiiiight... DZA [Chorus]