You're The One

Guerilla Black

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    [Mario Winans]
    Oh yeah, oh yeah! ohh baby
    Oh ohh, oh ohh, oh baby, oh yeah..

    [Verse - Guerilla Black]
    I remember when I met you on Crenshaw
    I almost crashed my truck, and spilled my Hen' dawg
    Yes you, God blessed you, I was trying to get next to you
    Your homegirls was hating, but I didn't care
    You said you had a man, I was like "where?"
    It was something so different about you
    I felt so gifted around you
    Even though you had a man and all
    I took the chance to call, we held hands at the mall
    That day was so special to me
    Your man left you at Mickey D's
    You called me, I scooped you up
    I seen fear in your eyes, the tears in your eyes
    He can't hug you like I hug you
    Better yet love you like this thug do

    [Chorus - Mario Winans]
    You're so special, you're the one
    But you're already ta-ken
    Oh I can't help the way I'm feeling
    You're the one, I wish I could replace him
    Cause I know that baby you're the one

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    [Verse - Guerilla Black]
    I'm having the time of my life
    Felt the world on wheels, you and your homegirl got some skills
    Nobody make me feel like you do
    Or better yet real like you, I messed around and killed dude
    I seen homegirly just flossin, we made eye contact
    Dude always is flossin, me never
    You and B-l-a-c-k forever, tattered on my neck in green letters
    Late night eating Häagen-Dazs, watching Uncut
    And me sitting there, playing wit your butt
    Took off your clothes, I hit it on the counch
    Even though mom's in the house
    Nothing could replace this feeling
    It's like winning 2 million, our bond closer than Cicilians
    I know old boy won't leave you alone
    I know you love him, but our love is strong

    [Chorus]

    [Verse - Guerilla Black]
    I couldn't leave well enough alone
    Hell I had to hit ya cell phone
    I left you a message, it went like this, "I love you, mmmuah!"
    I guess it's my luck, I goes to the Magic
    Damn, ain't that his truck?
    I guess you wit him, screw him
    If it wasn't for you, I'd have to do him
    You seen 'em at Jack In The Box
    He was mackin a lot, to some rats in a drop
    Now you call The Beat and The Power, dedicate songs every hour
    All hell done broke loose
    He got your passcode to your cell and my Nextel shirt too
    I guess it's time for you to decide
    Which one of us you want in your ride?

    [Chorus - repeat 2x]

    Song details

    Composition: Mario Winans and Charles Williamson

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