John Forte The Right One Lyrics

The Right One Lyrics

featuring Prazwell

[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]