On One - Bun B, Devin the Dude, Gator Main

Baby your love is like a drug

I need it like a fiend

Every time I get it, it’s got me gone like a fiend

Every time I hit it, it’s like the best dro

And every time I’m with you I don’t wanna let you go

See I don’t think you know

How much you got me sprung

I’m walking around pacin' acting high strung

Try to go to sleep

But when I lay up in my bed

All I do is toss and turn to get you out my head (out my head)

It won’t give me no peace I can’t rest

Waking up in deep sweat shirt sticking to my chest (to my chest)

I feel it deep up in my stomach

And no matter how I try just can’t run from it (run from it)

It’s like an itch you can’t scratch

Waiting on the chef to come through with a fresh batch (fresh batch)

I’m trying to keep it together but

I’m feeling like I’m going to need you forever

You got me on one

(Hook: Deven The Dude)

When I give you a call you don’t answer your phone

When I pass by your house girl you’re never at home

I’m doing everything I can just to leave you alone

Cause it’s like

And everywhere I went man I was looking for that ho

I’m going crazy it just ain’t fair

I’m in the streets looking for you everywhere

People stop and they stare

But I just don’t care

Cause it’s like

And everywhere I went man I was looking for that bitch, oh shit

(Verse 2: Gator Main)

Hey why you never at home

Why you never answer your cellular phone

Who that little bitch in front doorway

I’m gonna tell her you gone

How she know where I stay anyway

Hey what the hell are you on

I’m in the 5−50 bumping my (?)

With a lil' yellow bone watching my television

She in love with a nigga but she just won’t admit it

Look why you playing hard to get?

Why you just want some niggas

We in Kansas City

I’m the man in the city

I’m (?) in the city

Say god dammit she pretty

I’m a sucker for hookers

But don’t be tricking no dollars

How bout we gather our children off in a little country cottage

And this coupe with no mileage

Plus my passenger (?)

Now we way down in Houston with ambassador Bun

I’m an ace in the hole

Your nigga a rapper with guns

I’m the jack of all trades

And bitch he the master of none

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Devin The Dude)

I saw your friend the other day

She acted like she knew something I didn’t

Then she turned around and started grinning

Like I was the butt of a joke

The last to know

Started to ask where you were

She acted like she had to go

Quick, birds of a feather I guess

I’m cold and sick, but nevertheless

I’m aight, can’t sleep at night

I turn and I toss

Call you cellphone, but you turned that ho off

So I pace the floor

I can’t wait no more

I try to find you but you know I won’t chase you though

Now I’m going through some withdrawls

Without you I’ve gotta go and settle for some big drawls

And all I want to do is get another dose

I tried that other shit but you know what I love the most

I plug your hole if you let me

But you got me feeling all lonesome

Yah, I’m on one

(Hook)