One in a million by K-Mars Lyrics
[Verse 1: K-Mars] first time I seen you was in the back of the class dark-skin real skinny had a paper for ass but you was still cute though I figured you ain't want nigga like me cause I was trapping by Sto you prolly want a lawyer bro cause I come from the slums where we rob niggas and carry Glocks with drums with no percussion I like yo attitude one minute you chilling and the next you cussing I can put up with yo fussing and if a nigga ever disrespected you with the 9 I’m busting we was in the same class had feelings with no discussion I don't know how you really feel about me but you named after a singer and I don't take that likely cause I’m named after a killer and a trapper might not be a doctor but always had dreams of being a rapper so I chased it like i chased you all this shit I say is true I know it might be surprise coming out the blue but you prolly always had clues of me liking you and you might be bi polar but I had to express the feelings that I have for you cause it was making me stress good girl but you bad bitch one of the best so I stepped up cause you shouldn't settle for less we can run it up together and flex to to finesse have you dripped in a Fendi dress watch the bitches be pressed and the only time I might cheat on you is on a test
[Chorus: K-Mars] Didn't know I was a trapper didn't know I was a rapper and you prolly want a doctor Rasta boy from Miami baby imma top shotta so just call me mad max good girl but you a bad bitch I speaking all the facts pink nails, pink Gucci dress, pink 97' air max
[Verse 2: K-Mars] imma hold u down till the grave I was in the trenches that's the only memories I saved but I went and got saved look at you ,look at me but never said hey or waved you can change my life around become my new wave tie my Durag on and help my brush my wave to cater to me like imma cater to you and be mini me copy shit that I do set goals and achieve them for me and you cause my goal was to make it the trenches and my dream came true still locced in shit don't mind all blue get yo name in vvs shining shit sick as the flu
[Chorus: K-Mars] Didn't know I was a trapper didn't know I was a rapper and you prolly want a doctor Rasta boy from Miami baby imma top shotta so just call me mad max good girl but you a bad bitch I speaking all the facts pink nails, pink Gucci dress, pink 97' air max
[Verse 2: K-Mars] imma hold u down till the grave I was in the trenches that's the only memories I saved but I went and got saved look at you ,look at me but never said hey or waved you can change my life around become my new wave tie my Durag on and help my brush my wave to cater to me like imma cater to you and be mini me copy shit that I do set goals and achieve them for me and you cause my goal was to make it the trenches and my dream came true still locced in shit don't mind all blue get yo name in vvs shining shit sick as the flu