John Forte` F Prazwell The Right One Lyrics

The Right One Lyrics

Forte' - Speaking] 

  

 If you want it, you 'gon' get it, partner! 

 What you think it look like?  Nutzbaby... 

  

 My, like I ain't tell you from the jump brotha 

 Don't judge me 'cause of this baby...Let me know! 

  

 [Forte' - 1st Verse] 

  

 El Capitan, first name John 

 Swift on 

 You foes, only do shows with new kicks on 

 Toe - toes, with my brother 

 Pass the Grey Poupon 

 Hoe cronies, I don't know what the fuck y'all on 

 So long, a brother gone 

 Learn it in quote 

 I want a sista man, my beat Jamaicans rock on flows 

 Laugh now, you know The Score 

 Before I killed The Carnival 

 Don't stop 

 You knew me before the solo record dropped 

 What?!  I'm into passing on 

 Movin' slow, inter - national 

 Since I fork through the dough 

 Called my first girl a hoe, 'cause I sweat her 

 Now I know better, to let it flow, like I never met her 

 And let the show tour broads quick to fuck a man, in the spotlight 

 That's why I maintain the upperhand 

 Damn!  You know the half 

 Shit is straight, 'til I turn it 

 Who fresh?  You gonna blow it? Only if you know it! 

  

 [Jeni Fujita Singing Chorus (Forte' in parentheses)] 

  

 If you want it, we got it!  (You got The Right One, baby!) 

 You got The Right One, baby! 

  

 If you want it, we got it, decide it!  (You got The Right One, baby!) 

 You got The Right One, baby! 

  

 If you want it, we got it!  (You got The Right One, baby!) 

 You got The Right One, baby! 

  

 If you want it, we got it, decide it!  (You got The Right One, baby!) 

 You got The Right One, baby! 

  

 [Forte - 2nd Verse] 

  

 Well it ain't nothing but a word 

 The noise I heard, could make a crew wanna shoot up every party and slide 

 Like I'm supposed to show you love to try to get inside 

 Club promoters 'fessin' with their little guest lists 

 Sleek, I'm twenty deep 

 All brothers in fact, now the line start with me, and it ends in the back 

 You don't love me, I know you like the record!!!  Don't touch me!!! 

 Niggas stay wack, like crack, in the dutchee 

 So why try me? 

 Swift, I sure do be 

 You get touched more than frisked by club security 

 Lovely, what it look like?   

 My sons run stuff 

 Every time I touch a mic you wanna, "Throw Guns Up!" 

 Hard to follow 

 Here to swipe the next man's dollar 

 Crimes, white collar 

 Underground, like Kabala 

 You know the effort, all you do is make a record 

 You silly, like Milli's, we spray the milliseconds!  What?! 

  

 [Chorus] 

  

 [Forte'] 

 Dirty Cash, baby! 

  

 [Prakazrel "Pras"] 

  

 Check it, Check it! 

 I got The Right One 

 the only one 

 Allstars, ichi bang (Japanese for #1 Rap Song) 

 Niggas running up saying, "Pras, put me on!" 

 Hear my song 

 Sing along 

 Pass it on 

 Capitan 

 And Dirty Cash, 'til November we'll be gone! 

 Bust it! 

  

 [Forte' & Jeni - Singing] 

  

 Ain't no moonshine last that long! 

  

  

 [Forte] 

  

 Around Mr. John 

 I hater mackin' you 

 Rappers do like stone 

 On the don 

 You embarass me, more than chaperones at the prom 

 You rappers in the stall, is a ball, be gone! 

 You ain't never knew the truth, so don't get me wrong! 

 You know how we do, spot it, then I spit it, and lock it! 

 El Capitan, you want it?  I got it! 

  

 [Chorus] 

  

  

 [Jeni Singing