The Grouch

The Grouch - You're Not The 1 lyrics

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Well y'know.. maybe if you didn't have them four kids..

and that crazy husband..

Oh, I know - you could drop that habit

I can't really look past them things, no I can't



I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk

I like the clothes you wear, I suppose you rare

but, you're not the one..

No you're not the one



I like the style you have, I like your smile - you bad

I wanna make you laugh, don't wanna see you sad

but, you're not the one..

You're not the one, girl..

This world I know it's, mine, yo sho' is, fine

I could never intertwine my lifeline with yours though

Whores know, course so gullible, Evian backwards

Baby I'm slack you're tight

Just perfect for the night, I wanna work it somethin right

Humpin - hype off the vibe you set, but don't know why I slept

on the importance of your sense

The better that she looks, seems to mean the more dense

I took my chances, decided off of glances

Had to write it off, enhance it with imagination

If only she was like this, homey she'd be right it's

never quite that easy, forever fight them sleazy thoughts

Have me caught up in the wrong cot, fuckin with the longshot

I couldn't find the hole - nope..

And that's how it went down y'all

Real quick, just like that



I like your mind at work, I couldn't buy that dirt

I shouldn't want too much, a little balance don't hurt though

You're not the one..

No you're not the one



I couldn't do you wrong, I probably knew you long

I got a lot, to learn, and a notch, to earn

You're not the one..

No you're not the one, miss (miss)..

I woulda done dissed a dumb bitch

I know you well should we tongue kiss

Maybe even more baby, we explore

Wouldn't say that you were ugly, fat, or any of that

But many a rap I wrote got me feelin like a King Choosy

I sing uzi sounds; that means you're shot down (brrrrrrrrrrap)

Try and do it nicely, you don't really entice me

I want a spicy wifey, whose mind precisely

matches the physical visible to my eyes is pricey

I pay the cost, you play the boss but

really I'm in control silly, still we roll

but you're not the mate for my soul

Ain't got the bait for my pole

Wait, can you relate?  There's no negotiating

And most be waiting for a Charming Prince

And since I'm not that, it comes alarming

.. [alarm clock beeps]

Yo I be taking em by surprise

HEY, wake up girl! You gotta go to work!



I like the days we spent, I like the way things went

Don't wanna not be friends, we can talk, pretend

but you're not the one..

No you're not the one



I like your mind and soul, I like her body - she's cold

I wish that I could roll, with a female who's whole

but you're not the one..

No you're not the one

You're not the one

You're not the one

You're not the one

Nope, no you ain't, sorry

I ain't got it, I wish I did but I don't

I want to say it, but I won't

What I have, what I want:

females, cars (I wish) clothes, jewels, gold

A house on the hill

Give me all that shit, wrap it up, I'll take it
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