number one Two's a bad look and one I want I'm such a G, I wanna be number one They think I'm doing this just for fun I'm going in, I wanna be number
keys Entrepreneurs up in the game outta the 713 See one of the keys to my success, I switched up like Greg Mattix While maintaining my composure to become one
metergrams and beepers All around my waist with the boomin bass Bouncin up against your body if you want the taste You can leave your name and number
it back To all my young niggas out thurr stugglin i hope you make a jack where you at. [Nate Dogg] [Hook] Back one more again it's Nate Dogg One day
invoice the bird in the drought Got a phone full of missed calls, beeper full of codes One eight behind a number mean they wanna have a whole one Fully
can honestly tell you, that I ain't got a female Because I'm fresh out of jail, you prolly think that I just wanna bone Hit it quit it, then delete your number
be the poor, playin' their numbers inside the liquor store Next door apartment to me, is only coke wars Caught four before Allah, we broke all the laws
class, but I kept sayin' The size of my dick and that ass, so I turned around to arrange a date Swingin' episode, baby, number one's gotta say it, she
they seat so just call me Freddy Kruger The Boogie Man, oogie, woogie, give me that oogah, boogah You can't deny it, no passin' by it, you gotta try it I'm number one
yo, this all came about one time , when I was on a plane back, going back to Los Angeles coming from somewhere else and I sat next to this lady, and she
top on the coupe Ain't no stoppin' the dude My team making currency Got 'em screaming Dope House up in Germany Rasheed number one soldado Puffin' on an
Yeah, one two one two And I say As we let the music play This is dedicated to Ruddy Ray From all the homeboys around the way So def it won't get an F
your body i ain't even in love, girl you're just a hottie (verse 1 rap) Think back bout 120 days ago we first met in the walmart superstore exchanged phone numbers
For them boys on my back wit them bugs by my bed They still thinkin' that we coppin' sellin raw Tryin' to put us through them Rico and them Rockefeller' laws
for the numbers of them fuckin' zeros (What?) Eight for haters, nine for the 'cause Ten for my niggaz, behind big bars (Hey) Fuck these devils and they laws
the pros (NAH) Seven for the numbers of them zeroes (WHAT?) Eight for haters, nine for the cause Ten for my , behind big walls (HEY) these devils, and they laws
