#1

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh uh uh I just gotta bring it to they attention, Dirty, that's all... [Verse 1] You better watch who you talkin' bout Runnin' your mouth – like you know me You gon' fuck around and show why the "Show Me" get called the "Show Me" Why one-on-one you can't hold me, if your last name was Haynes Only way you wear me out is stitch my name on your pants No resident of France; but you swear I'm from Paris Hundred-six karats – total? Naw, that's per wrist Trying to compurr this – my chain to yo' chain I'm like Sprint or Motorola – no service, out of your range You out of your brains, thinkin' I'ma shout out your name You gotta come up with better ways than that to catch your fame All that pressure you applyin', it's time to ease off Before I hit you from the blindside, takin' your sleeves off As much as we's floss, still hard to please, boss Don't be lyin', bitchin', and cryin' – suck it up as a loss 'Cause your, acts is wack, your whole label is wack And matter fact, eh eh-eh, eh a-hold that [Chorus] I... am... #1 – no matter if you like it Here, take it, sit down, and write it I... am... number one Hey hey hey hey hey hey – now let me ask you, man What does it take to be #1? 2 is not a winner and 3 nobody remembers (Hey) What does it take to be #1? Hey hey hey hey... [Verse 2] Do you like it when I shake it for ya, daddy? Move it all around? (Whoo!) Let you get a peep before it touches the ground? Hell yeah, ma – I love a girl that's willin' to learn Willin' to get in the driver's seat and willin' to turn And not concerned about that "he say," "she say," "did he say What I think he said?" Squash that, he probably got that off eBay Or some, internet access, some... website chat line Mad 'cause I got mine, don't wind up on the flat line Ohh, if my uncle could see me now If he could see how many rappers wanna be me now Straight emulatin' my style, right to the "down down" Can't leave out the store now, better wait 'til they calm down I got hella shorties, comin' askin', "Yo, where the party?" Ohh lordy – will I continue to act naughty? Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin' fo' sho' I'm not a man of many words, but there's one thing I know – Pimp [Chorus] I... am... #1 – no matter if you like it Here, take it, sit down, and write it Hey – I... am... number one Hey hey hey hey hey hey – tell me now, dirty What does it take to be #1? 2 is not a winner and 3 nobody remembers (Tell me) What does it take to be #1? Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey [Verse 3] Check it, uhh, check, yo Aiyyo, I'm tired of people judgin' what's "real Hip-Hop" Half the time you be them niggas who fuckin' album flop YOU KNOW! Boat done sank and it ain't left the dock C'MON! Mad 'cause I'm hot; HE JUST – mad 'cause he not You ain't gotta gimme my props, just gimme the yachts Gimme my rocks, and keep my fans comin' in flocks 'Til you top the Super Bowl, keep your mouth on lock Shhhhh... {*crickets*} I'm awake, ha ha ha! I'm cocky on the mic, but I'm humble in real life Taking nothin' for granted, blessin' e'rrything, on my life Trying to see a new light at the top of the roof Baby, name not Sigel but I speak "The Truth" I heat the booth – Nelly actin' so uncouth Top down, shirt off in the coupe, spreadin' the loot With my family and friends, and my closest of kin And I'll do it again, if it means I'ma win [Chorus] Hey – Dirty, I... am... #1 – no matter if you like it Here, take it, sit down, and write it I... I... I am... number one 2 is not a winner and 3 nobody remembers Number 1 'Cause 2 is not a winner and 3 nobody remembers