Joyce Wrice – On One Lyrics (feat. Freddie Gibbs)

[Verse 1: Joyce Wrice]
You know how to keep me going
Know how to keep me flowing
When you hear me, hear me going through it
I think I'm giving too much, even though I shouldn't
Gamble all my time, I don't play with it
Yeah, I'll roll the dice on you, baby
I hit a seven, you can swing my way
And while you're at it, you can get a little taste

[Refrain: Joyce Wrice]
But you know that's not all I want
Them late nights with you ain't enough
How does everything change when I say I want ya?
We be going back and forth
Acting like you so mature
But everytime you're here, it's like I'm all yours

[Chorus: Joyce Wrice]
A music quick to cut it up, but with you I can choose (Got me on onе)
If I switch it up, that's on you, baby, you lose (Got me on one)
But I rеally wanted that, what's a girl to do, yeah (We on one)
Sometimes I want to cut it up, but with you I can choose
You got me on one
You got me on one
[Verse 2: Joyce Wrice]
You are the one, it all on you with nothing, baby
You ain't gon' have me at it going crazy
'Cause he know it been good on this sight
Let's just put it all together and get it right

[Refrain: Joyce Wrice]
But you know that's not all I want
Them late nights with you ain't enough
How does everything change when I say I want ya?
We be going back and forth
Acting like you so mature
But everytime you're here, it's like I'm all yours

[Verse 3: Freddie Gibbs]
Black Russians in the zoo, yeah, that's what I'm on
Havin' sex, she do the fool when I don't call the phone
Big strip, click, click, you get it all toned
Relaxed on the tracks, I don't rap, I get my style on
The last nigga hit you and quit you, now you can't find home
Had your mind blown, nigga diamonds at you like rhinestones
f*ck the runway, I'm runnin' hoes, Fashion Week
Fresh bitch from out the Coast, p*ssy magnifique
Sneaky lick, I need a freak like Dina Howard
Not a goofy bitch that be checkin' phones while I'm in the shower
Police got behind the socks that I shopped, she's at the powder
Lawyer got my bail, I'll be on the streets in a couple hours
Ride for me, the game dirty but my heart pure
Had to test the waters, I couldn't swim, I was unsure
Undecided with this shit, I'm undisguised when I hit
Sometimes I have to tell a lot to keep my biz, what's up?
[Chorus: Joyce Wrice & Freddie Gibbs]
A music quick to cut it up, but with you I can choose (Baby, baby, what's up?)
If I switch it up, that's on you, baby, you lose
But I really wanted that, what's a girl to do, yeah
Sometimes I want to cut it up, but with you I can choose
You got me on one
You got me on one
You got me on one
You got me on one
You got me on one

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