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1 THING FOR SURE Video (MV)




Performed By: Sully
Language: English
Written by: Sully




Sully - 1 THING FOR SURE Lyrics




Beam on the chop bitch who tryna play tag,
And my bitch stressin had to tell her relax,
1 thing's for sure imma go get a bag,
Gotta cut em off every time they go bad,
Old friends turn into enemies fast,
Look em in the eye i aint turning my back,
Look at where we started from now look where we at,
Don't feel sorry for me cause i aint goin back,,

Bitch,

Every time they tried to doubt me i believed yuh,
Fully loaded mac 11 when i squeeze yeah,
I dont know who they thought they could play,
This shit aint a game,
So i pull up wit my chains out,
Promise to my mama i wont change naw,
Diamond on my pinky like a raindrop,
I done seen it all but never namedropped,
I was in the hills in LA yuh,
Looked up at the sky when i prayed yuh,
Used to take the flights wit the layovers,
Now when we hit the town twenty range rovers,
I still keep a pack in my jeans yuh,
And i keep a strap wit a beam yuh,
Lambo came in blue like mystique,
Used to wonder if she love me for me yuh...

Beam on the chop bitch who tryna play tag,
And my bitch stressin had to tell her relax,
1 thing's for sure imma go get a bag,
Gotta cut em off every time they go bad,
Old friends turn into enemies fast,
Look em in the eye i aint turning my back,
Look at where we started from now look where we at,
Don't feel sorry for me cause i aint goin back,,
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Beam on the chop bitch who tryna play tag,
And my bitch stressin had to tell her relax,
1 thing's for sure imma go get a bag,
Gotta cut em off every time they go bad,
Old friends turn into enemies fast,
Look em in the eye i aint turning my back,
Look at where we started from now look where we at,
Don't feel sorry for me cause i aint goin back,,

Bitch,

Every time they tried to doubt me i believed yuh,
Fully loaded mac 11 when i squeeze yeah,
I dont know who they thought they could play,
This shit aint a game,
So i pull up wit my chains out,
Promise to my mama i wont change naw,
Diamond on my pinky like a raindrop,
I done seen it all but never namedropped,
I was in the hills in LA yuh,
Looked up at the sky when i prayed yuh,
Used to take the flights wit the layovers,
Now when we hit the town twenty range rovers,
I still keep a pack in my jeans yuh,
And i keep a strap wit a beam yuh,
Lambo came in blue like mystique,
Used to wonder if she love me for me yuh...

Beam on the chop bitch who tryna play tag,
And my bitch stressin had to tell her relax,
1 thing's for sure imma go get a bag,
Gotta cut em off every time they go bad,
Old friends turn into enemies fast,
Look em in the eye i aint turning my back,
Look at where we started from now look where we at,
Don't feel sorry for me cause i aint goin back,,
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