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The One Lyrics - Singles - Slaughterhouse

[Chorus] 

Sex, and drugs, and dirty money 

On the race to rule the world, you 

Cut your teeth on fame and diamonds 

Your time is up now 

Three, Two, one 

one one one one one one one one one 

(We number) one one one one one one one one one 

 

Y-Y-Yo, we them Slaughter House rockstars 

The pictures black 

We signing every titty out, we going tit for tat 

Like can you picture that? 

And how ironic 

Is it that I riding 'round listenin' to Nickleback? (I'm back) 

On a pill 

I'm tryin'a have Rod Stewart cars and Ozzy Osbourne motor skills 

I'm tryin'a have a rich bitch like Paris Hilton 

That like to get her ass smacked like Keri Hilson 

I'm The one, who you tryin'a be? 

Nothing to hide, the jimmy covers up my Tommy Lee 

The one, I stage dive to a pot of gold 

I'm empty, nothings inside me but Rock 'n' Roll 

 

[Chorus] 

 

Crooked's gotta gun 

I'm wreckless with lead 

Zepplin instead 

Let's get a keg 

Let's split a mescaline that messes with ya head 

I'm sexing a les' 

And her best friend in bed 

I love these freak women 

Something in my denim need a kiss, call it Gene Simmons 

They wanna ban me like Marlyn Manson 

For all the whores in my Baltimore, Maryland mansion 

I'm the one who wants to Spear Brittany 

Give pink some black put it near her kidneys (Here kitty) 

I'm the one who always cause an affair 

So every time your bitch burp, you smell my balls in the air 

Yeah 

 

Sex, and drugs, and dirty money 

On the race to rule the world, you 

Cut your teeth on fame and diamonds 

Your time is up now 

(Three, Two) one 

(Whoa) 

(Whoa) 

(Whoa) 

(Whoa) 

(Whoa) 

(Whoa) 

(Whoa) 

(We number) one 

(Whoa) 

(Whoa) 

(Whoa) 

(Whoa) 

 

Yeah, yeah 

See I'm a onstage rockstar 

(Backstage pornstar) 

Khloe on the Kar Dash' 

(Kourtney on the on star) 

Zoey Kravitz stumbling out the tele in a torn bra 

(They dribble on my balls in the whip, now that's a sports car) 

Dog, you gotta see him when he drive by 

(Cock-eyed) Have all the Ladys goin' GaGa 

Me? I'm on mellow, so I'm looking for a LaLa 

(You sure? I wanna whore, a Gabor, a young Zsa Zsa 

The one, a Outkast, I don't need the rock) 

So I can put my Love Below by her Speakerbox 

(The one, Katy Perry tried to kiss my wife) 

And gave me dome and Katie's home, baby, this the life! 

 

[Chorus] 

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