Songtexte:
The Bird And The Bee One On One

, ooh One on one, I wanna play that game tonight, ooh One on one, I wanna play that game tonight, ooh Ooh, one on one, I, I wanna play that game On one, on one

the Crip and Blood way I'm on grates when i'm grindin' I'm on stakes when i'm dinnin' And on sunday's on the wine Is you can't calm the savage beast (

But when you see Vivica, tell her she a "Fox" [Streetlife] (Method Man) We rollin', big truck, sittin' on chrome (twistin' a bone) Talkin' to a bird on

it and you burn When will motherfuckers learn? What be spreadin like a germ? Haha, it's Meth, word I be that early bird that got the worm and if you check

Gods or geniuses. Calling them by names and adoring them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged and numerous senses could perceive. And

HAD DINNER ON HIS MIND AND THE PILOT HAD NO ANSWER HE GAZED UP IN THE SKY "IT'S THE SEA AND ALL ITS SLENDOR" SAID THE MERMAID ON THE SHORE THEN I LISTEN

kids in the hood, this one's for you (Grown folks and grandmas can shake they bum bum too) So come on (Come on) Come on *Come on with it now, get up,

pet I point it at you and tell that muthafucker fetch I'm fucking her good, she got her legs on my neck I get pussy, mouth and ass, call that bitch triple

of the curb And fall in the street, avocados and fortune cookies Ginger snaps and finger-paint, ammunition for hand guns Go away and stay there, man