Your touch, your voice, I feel it now. Blood runs cold I can't believe what your doing to me. You're the one I need. You're the one for me. Why, What
Chorus: One love My one heart My one life for sure Lemme tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you) I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I
known to get ill We carried heat for protection but not to kill We bust a corner doin 60 one police car spun And all I was thinkin was murder one Bust
Thank God heaven sent an angel to me I used to pray for heaven to send me a love Cause heaven knows a lonely man can't get enough Each night and day I search
we're apart She soothes my body with just one touch I know that's why I really love her so much She stole my heart with just one kiss And made me fall
said push push baby Take it to the limit Oh oh , oh oh , ooh oh oh , oh oh Oh oh oh oh , oh oh oh oh [4x] [Akon verse] akon i like the one who love'
[Intro] Yeah, yeah, I, I, I think this one's for the radio Yeah, yeah, I, I, I think this one [Verse One - Teairra Mari] I'm looking for you That sweet
before. But I wont have to search for no other girl, no, to know what I know. Your the perfect 10 plus 1. You're perfect one plus 1, perfect one for
I dreamin', let me know Tell me is it possible That I could be the one she in search for a man And she could be that one that end my search for romance
boy Fuck him up, Short Get in where you fit in, fool You was a mark up at the high school Now you're hardcore like CB4 Biting, what you wanna be me for
One hundred million souls have joined together And hope for something better A daring one shoots out a question Why does all this work? Cause the answers
fight or fuss, they never curse or cuss They just stand on the side and stare at us They get out of line, I put 'em on a vine And give 'em one big push
featuring Danaun Porter Women Singing: Ain't no one special special like you (4X) I been searching but your the one I want in my life baby (4X)
' we continue growin' one day at a time Don't be caught in the publicity an' caught in the hype Rappers are regular people minus money an' light Searchin
I sayin'? All we need is a bunch of red coats coming through Stayin' official on some gangster shit Bloodhounds, thirsty, lurking in the bushes Yeah (B4, now at six, C4
with the antics Bitch, niggaz vanish, niggaz, they run rapid Sun of a man, son of the sun, son of a gun Breaded from the slums of each one and teach one
