Uh uh uh I gotta bring it to they attention dirty, that's all
You better who you talkin bout, runnin your mouth, like you know me You gon' fuck around and show why the "Show Me" get the "Show Me" Why one-on-one you can't hold me if your last was Hanes Only way you me out is stitch my name on your pants No resident of France, but you swear I'm Paris Hundred-six karats, total? Naw that's per to compare this, my chain to yo' chain I'm like or Motorola, no service, out of your range You out of brains, thinkin' I'mma shout out your name You gotta up with better ways than that to catch your fame All that pressure you it's time to ease off Before I hit you from the blindside takin' your off As much as we's floss, still to please boss Don't be lyin' bitchin' and cryin suck it up as a 'Cause your, acts is wack, your whole is wack And matter fact, eh eh-eh eh a-hold
I am, number one, no matter if you it Here take it sit down and it ey I, am, one ey ey, ey ey Now let me ask you man What does it to be, number one? Two is not a and three nobody remembers (ey) does it take to be, number one? Ey ey, ey ey
Do you like it I shake it for ya, daddy? it all around? Let you get a peep before it the ground?
Hell yeah ma I love a that's willin to learn to get in the driver's seat and willin to turn And not concerned that he say, she say, did he say What I he said? Squash that, he probably got that off eBay Or some, Internet access some, chat line Mad I got mine, don't wind up on the flat line Oh if my could see me know If he could see how rappers wanna be me now Straight my style right to the "down down" Can't leave out the store now wait 'til they calm down I got hella shorties, askin, "Yo where the party?" Oh lordy, I continue to act naughty? Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo' sho' I'm not a man of many but there's one thing I know, PIMP
I am, one, no matter if you like it Here it sit down and write it ey I, am, one ey ey, ey ey And me now der What does it to be, number one? Two is not a winner and three nobody (ey) (Tell me) What does it to be, number one? Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)
Aiyyo I'm tired of people judgin real Hip-Hop Half the time you be them who fuckin album flop You know! Boat done sank and it ain't left the C'mon! Mad I'm hot, he just, mad 'cause he not You gotta gimme my props, just gimme the yachts Gimme my rocks, and my fans comin' in flocks 'Til you top the Superbowl, keep your on lock Shh I'm I'm cocky on the mic but I'm humble in life Taking nothin' for granted blessin' e'rything on my Tryin' to see a new light at the top of the Baby not Sigel but I speak the truth I the booth, Nelly actin' so uncouth (so crazy) Top down shirt off in the coupe, spreadin' the With my and friends, and my closest of kin And I'll do it again if it I'mma win dirty, dity
I, am, one No matter if you like it, take it sit down and write it I, I, I, I , one 'Cause two is not a winner and three remembers one 'Cause two is not a winner and nobody remembers