Uh uh uh I just bring it to they attention dirty, that's all
You better watch who you talkin bout, runnin mouth, like you know me You gon' fuck around and why the "Show Me" get called the "Show Me" Why one-on-one you can't hold me if your last name was Only way you me out is stitch my name on your pants No resident of France, but you swear I'm from Hundred-six karats, Naw that's per wrist Trying to compare this, my to yo' chain I'm like or Motorola, no service, out of your range You out of your brains, thinkin' I'mma shout out name You gotta come up with better ways than that to your fame All that pressure you applyin it's time to off Before I hit you from the blindside takin' sleeves off As much as we's floss, hard to please boss Don't be bitchin' and cryin suck it up as a loss 'Cause your, acts is wack, whole label is wack And matter fact, eh eh a-hold that
I am, number one, no matter if you it Here take it sit and write it ey I, am, one ey ey, ey ey Now let me ask you man does it take to be, number one? Two is not a winner and nobody remembers (ey) What does it take to be, one? Ey ey, ey ey
Do you like it I shake it for ya, daddy? it all around? Let you get a before it touches the ground?
Hell yeah ma I love a girl that's willin to Willin to get in the driver's 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, website line Mad 'cause I got mine, don't up on the flat line Oh if my could see me know If he could see how rappers wanna be me now Straight emulatin my right to the "down down" Can't leave out the now better wait 'til they calm down I got hella shorties, comin' askin, "Yo the party?" Oh lordy, will I to act naughty? Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo' I'm not a man of many but there's one thing I know, PIMP
I am, number one, no matter if you it take it sit down and write it ey I, am, one ey ey, ey ey And me now der What does it take to be, one? Two is not a winner and three remembers (ey) (Tell me) What does it take to be, number Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)
Aiyyo I'm tired of people judgin what's real Half the time you be niggas who fuckin album flop You know! Boat done sank and it ain't left the C'mon! Mad 'cause I'm hot, he just, mad he not You ain't gotta gimme my props, gimme the yachts Gimme my rocks, and my fans comin' in flocks 'Til you top the Superbowl, keep your mouth on Shh I'm I'm cocky on the mic but I'm humble in real Taking for granted blessin' e'rything on my life Tryin' to see a new at the top of the roof Baby name not Sigel but I speak the I heat the booth, Nelly so uncouth (so crazy) Top down off in the coupe, spreadin' the loot my family and friends, and my closest of kin And I'll do it again if it means win dirty, dity
I, am, one No matter if you like it, here take it sit and write it I, I, I, I , one two is not a winner and three nobody remembers one 'Cause two is not a winner and three remembers