One Of A Kind Lyrics by Russ Million, A1 x J1

Russ Million, French The Kid and A1 x J1 Lyrics

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Russ Millions, French The Kid, A1 x J1 – One Of A Kind Lyrics

Intro: Russ Millions
One of a…, one of a…, make…
One of a…
Make panties drop
One of a… (Yeah, Jaygo)
Make panties drop
One of a…

Chorus: Russ Millions
One of a kind, make panties drop
Turn the room to the ramping shop
It’s hot when she turn and wine and she wine nonstop
Baby girl, one sec, let me climb on top
One of a kind, so the gyal dem watch
Turn the rave to a gunman’s spot, why not?
Left the room hot, but I’m a boss, Rick Ross
Oh gosh, what’s the ways? TikTok

Verse 1: Russ Millions
Anyone can have it, who wants war?
Bring the killies outside when I go on tour (Bullet)
I see French gyal and they say, “Bonjour” (Bonjour)
No tongue piercing, but she got lockjaw (Lockjaw)
Lockjaw, baby girl wants more (Six)
6:30, make her touch the— (Feet)
Steady, make her touch her feet
Russ go deep (Feet), now she’s feeling weak (Foot)
Head to sky, lead to eye
Why violate? Get full of bine (Shattai)
You ain’t like that, you’re a simple guy
The killy dem crazy, different types
She heard ’bout Russ, I’m one of a kind (Uh-huh, mhm)
Gyal jump on bike and take the pipe (Uh-huh, mhm)
Can’t run up on I, corn haffi fly (Shattai)
Sky, sky

Verse 2: A1 x J1 & Russ Millions
Multi-platinum artist, man, I just charted, better talk nice to a BRIT nominee (Ahlie?)
She wanna roll with the team, made a tape in Tape and I weren’t eighteen
If she got the wap, I’ll gun lean
She make it clap on beat
She saw me on her TV screen, she still wanna take this BB— (Shattai)
This generation’s peak (Uh-huh)
She fell in love with the Smartwhip, now she in love with me
They know me when I walk in the store
Couple racks when I step in Dior (Mhm)
I weren’t rated before, but she rating me more
‘Cause I got a Rated Award

Verse 3: French The Kid
One of a kind, make bad girls dance (Dance)
Who’s that? Just my link from France (France)
French, I don’t like white boys, don’t glance
She love badman, got my righteous chance
Ten man deep in the club like, “Woah” (Woah)
Violate, make my shooter blow (Blow)
Might fly Marbs with my bro, let’s go
Link up with Faza, if you know, you
‘Cause my girl is latina, bro’s Medellína with cocaïne, you ain’t ever been bad (Bad)
Side on a glide, the adrenaline’s mad, what a menacin’ lad, guess he get it from dad (Dad)
Bad, roll ’round town with a bad one, back her bumper, now I might see clear (See clear)
Me and Russ fuck up the rave right now, got the bad ones rice, send them Belvedere