Ncredible Gang, Fat Joe, Nick Cannon and DJ Luke Nasty - Only You

(Drums please)
(CoCa, uh)
(Yeah, I know it)
(Aces)
(We that) (we live)
(Don't stop though) (Magic City)
(AOD)
(Don't stop though) (we live)
(Crack)
(Milly rock)
(Yeah, yeah, thank you, thank you) (yeah, what?)

Only you can make it happen (happen)
Love the way you grind me
Love the way you wine to the beat
Only you can make it happen (make it clap) (happen)
Love the way you grind me
Yeah, love the way you wine to the beat, uh

Can't keep running in and out of my life (yeah)
Just got paid, what's up for tonight?
Girl, if it's wrong, I don't wanna be right
Wait, couple of drink, I'm gon' mix it with Sprite

Yeah, Carolina native, down in the Yay'
Drinking on brown with some loud from the Bay (Frisco)
They sing loud when I'm out on the stage
Got the club jumpin' when I jumped out the range (skrt)

Yeah, bad bitch from outta state
Tell her do it, put her ass into it (do it)
I tell her do it, put her back into it (put it)
Baby, where your spot, I'm tryna tap into it

Only you can make it happen (happen)
Love the way you grind me
Love the way you wine to the beat
Only you can make it happen (happen)
Love the way you grind me (yo)
Love the way you wine to the beat, uh

Can't keep running in and out of my life
'Cause you the only one, take all this pie (oh oh)
Girl, if it's wrong, I don't wanna be right (oh oh oh)
Wait, it's Ncredible gang and we fucking tonight

I got bitches from Italy, bitches all in they feelings
The bitches who wanna fell it, and bitches who wasn't feeling me (bitch)
Feeling that it might be (might be), do I turn you on?
You can tell me if I'm wrong
Diamonds dipping down my white tee (white tee)
She heard the dick game strong, now she wanna bone
Girl, you look good, won't you back that ass up?
Spilling money on the floor, bitch, clean this cash up

Only you can make it happen (happen)
Love the way you grind me
Love the way you wine to the beat
Only you can make it happen (happen)
Love the way you grind me (yeah, uh)
Love the way you wine to the beat (yeah)

Freak hos, petite pros
Bet she bust it open for that petit prose
Miami got a stance, got rid of the chichos
New ass shaking despacito
River yacht club, we chillin' Avant Dutch
And we gettin' outta line like Tiger in handcuffs
Unapologetic, my money is say so
Burkin, Chanel's, and Turks at Caicos
Joey green eyes, and beat by the guys
Flying these skies, PJ's and G5's
B-sides, I'm from the east side
And I could buy a mansion wherever I decide

Only you can make it happen (happen)
Love the way you grind me
Love the way you wine to the beat
Only you can make it happen (happen)
Love the way you grind me
Love the way you wine to the beat
Wine to the beat
Wine to the beat
Wine to the beat

Written by:
DJ Luke Nasty, Fat Joe, Mr. Hanky, Nick Cannon

Publisher:
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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