You were one One of the three One in three must find some peace You were one One of the three I need proof before belief Oh well, you just knew they'd
want I hope you're satisfied One of the three You were one, one of the three One in three must find some peace You were one, one of the three I need
Translation: James. One Of The Three.
you want I hope you're satisfied One of the three You were one, one of the three One in three must find some peace You were one, one of the three I
not gay when it's in a three-way With a honey in the middle there's some leeway The area's grey in a one, two, three-way Normally, I don't get down
and then number three George Washington was the first, you see He once chopped down a cherry tree President number two would be John Adams and then number three
those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver with every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one
It's just what I do when I can't get no lovin' Just what I do when I can't get no lovin' Hit it! One, two, three, four Jesse James was an outlaw man
sack gets low No, I don't get uptight I go and find my girl Once again it's on tonight One for the money and two for the show And three for the papers
like Breyer's He's heating up, nah, brotha, I'm on fire Dribble dribble shootin' three pointers to the drum trick Try to take my style? Blaow, and one
a million and one blunt spots all over the world That got good herb for all you boys and girls Which one do you go to? [Incomprehensible] Which one do
my drawers Hey boy this is the way the East coast swing it so bring it Man I told you ass Brown-er than James with the Sex Machine shit I keep
down and write it I - am - number one Hey hey hey hey... What does it take to be number one Two is not a winner, and three nobody remembers What does
band Now that I finally did this shit I'm makin' one more album and then I quit And only one thing could make me say I'm not And that's one million
, I'll say it again The boy ain't nothing but one of my fans like silicon titties Can you feel 'em? How can a fake rapper get with a real one? Shit,
Hold your breath when you see me walking by I'm obsessed with movies, Barbed Wire, throw a stiletto in ya eye I confess, I'm like Jesse James in an Ames
Two: Mack 10 It's gun ho Mack one-oh please you can't fuck wit deez Ice Cubez and Dub-Ceez is my G'z And hip-hop, top three niggaz the new bosses Never
Royce's head Trapped him in his room, possessed him and hoist his bed Till the evilness flows through his blood like poisonous lead Told him each one
