1 O’ Clock Songtext
von Redman
1 O’ Clock Songtext
Yo! Hey yo, it′s one o'clock people!
It′s one o'clock!
And you know what it is, straight from Jersey, the cannabis cream lifts on
Hey yo, Pillow, tell them how that shit's going down
I′m in, coming at ya (let′s go)
Do you know I had to get ya?
Time for some-
Oh, oh, oh
We got until six in the morning, y'all
So until then, you′s about to feel
Something that you never heard before
Yo, Red, you ready? (Yessir)
Are you really, really ready?
I'm ready nigga, let′s go
Ay, for 30k, I'ma wild out
I′m on the ground, baby, fuck is you talking about?
I'm fine shots, better duck down
I'm Judge Brown with the hammer, I ain′t fucking up my uptowns
(Whoa!) You got the fire, bruh? Give me that
I set the tone, all these rappers gon′ piggyback
Mike Tyson in the booth, the truth
Ever since Bishop and Q was fighting on the roof
One o'clock, DJ, make it a homicide
′Cause for that money, I'm serious, 45
VIP, niggas running up my tab
So I dip and move like Mayweather on a bad grub
It′s one o'clock (it′s one o'clock), we taking over
Gunpowder, weed, liquor, it's the body odor
Yeah, we winning, nigga, we′re the drumroll
Gilla House, watch my back for Billy Blanco
You know the party don′t start 'til one
You be spilling your drinks around one (let′s go, let's go)
We ain′t leaving 'til the party get done
Have fun (have fun), have fun (have fun)
You be smoking a spliff around one
You be spilling your drinks around one (let′s go)
You know the party don't start 'til one
Have fun (have fun), have fun (have fun)
Ay, you act on my notes, I′ma let it sing
Especially when Jack Boy′s waiting in the wind
Chicks in the club twerking like a mo'fucker
Looking like her feet hurting like a mo′fucker
Pull up top down, I'm the star of the show
I do me baby on my bell, big to bone
I ain′t buying your drinks, glad to meet ya
You tryna smoke with me, I'm like, "Bye, Felicia"
It′s one o'clock, nigga fuckin' large
Either I′m gon′ rap or dance with the stars
My whole city here and we hungry
'Cause we all gotta go to work Monday
I walk by, niggas give me grill
Fuck boy, you ain′t stopping my career, ay
We still winning nigga, winning drum roll
Gilla House, watch my back for Billy Blanco
You know the party don't start ′til one (let's go, let′s go)
You be spilling your drinks around one (hoo!)
We ain't leaving 'til the party get done
Have fun (have fun), have fun (have fun)
You be smoking a spliff around one (yessir)
You be spilling your drinks around one (whoa)
You know the party don′t start ′til one (let's go)
Have fun (have fun), have fun (have fun)
You know the party don′t start 'til one
You be spilling your drinks around one (let′s go, let's go)
We ain′t leaving 'til the party get done
Have fun, have fun
It′s one o'clock!
And you know what it is, straight from Jersey, the cannabis cream lifts on
Hey yo, Pillow, tell them how that shit's going down
I′m in, coming at ya (let′s go)
Do you know I had to get ya?
Time for some-
Oh, oh, oh
We got until six in the morning, y'all
So until then, you′s about to feel
Something that you never heard before
Yo, Red, you ready? (Yessir)
Are you really, really ready?
I'm ready nigga, let′s go
Ay, for 30k, I'ma wild out
I′m on the ground, baby, fuck is you talking about?
I'm fine shots, better duck down
I'm Judge Brown with the hammer, I ain′t fucking up my uptowns
(Whoa!) You got the fire, bruh? Give me that
I set the tone, all these rappers gon′ piggyback
Mike Tyson in the booth, the truth
Ever since Bishop and Q was fighting on the roof
One o'clock, DJ, make it a homicide
′Cause for that money, I'm serious, 45
VIP, niggas running up my tab
So I dip and move like Mayweather on a bad grub
It′s one o'clock (it′s one o'clock), we taking over
Gunpowder, weed, liquor, it's the body odor
Yeah, we winning, nigga, we′re the drumroll
Gilla House, watch my back for Billy Blanco
You know the party don′t start 'til one
You be spilling your drinks around one (let′s go, let's go)
We ain′t leaving 'til the party get done
Have fun (have fun), have fun (have fun)
You be smoking a spliff around one
You be spilling your drinks around one (let′s go)
You know the party don't start 'til one
Have fun (have fun), have fun (have fun)
Ay, you act on my notes, I′ma let it sing
Especially when Jack Boy′s waiting in the wind
Chicks in the club twerking like a mo'fucker
Looking like her feet hurting like a mo′fucker
Pull up top down, I'm the star of the show
I do me baby on my bell, big to bone
I ain′t buying your drinks, glad to meet ya
You tryna smoke with me, I'm like, "Bye, Felicia"
It′s one o'clock, nigga fuckin' large
Either I′m gon′ rap or dance with the stars
My whole city here and we hungry
'Cause we all gotta go to work Monday
I walk by, niggas give me grill
Fuck boy, you ain′t stopping my career, ay
We still winning nigga, winning drum roll
Gilla House, watch my back for Billy Blanco
You know the party don't start ′til one (let's go, let′s go)
You be spilling your drinks around one (hoo!)
We ain't leaving 'til the party get done
Have fun (have fun), have fun (have fun)
You be smoking a spliff around one (yessir)
You be spilling your drinks around one (whoa)
You know the party don′t start ′til one (let's go)
Have fun (have fun), have fun (have fun)
You know the party don′t start 'til one
You be spilling your drinks around one (let′s go, let's go)
We ain′t leaving 'til the party get done
Have fun, have fun
Writer(s): D. Stinson, Reggie Noble Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com