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Uh uh uh |
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I just gotta bring it to they attention dirty |
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That's all.... |
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You better watch who you talking bout |
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Runnin your mouth |
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Like you know me |
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You gonn fuck around and check |
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Why they surely |
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They call me "show me" |
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Why one-on-one you can't hold me |
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If your last name was Haynes |
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Only way you wear me out |
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Is stretch my name on your pen |
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No resident of France |
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But you swear I'm from Paris |
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106 Karats |
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Told em "Naw that's pure rich" |
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Trying to compurr (compare) this |
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My chain to your chain |
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I'm like sprint and Motorola |
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No service, out of your range |
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Your out of your brains |
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Thinking I'ma shout out your name |
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You gotta come up with better ways |
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Than that |
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To catch your fame |
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Only pressure you applying |
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Is time to ease off |
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Before I hit you from the blind side |
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Taking your sleeves off |
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As much as we's lost |
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Still hard to please boss |
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Don't be lying |
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And crying |
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Sucking the bezel loss |
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Cause your |
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Ass is wack |
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Your whole |
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Lable is wack |
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And matter fact |
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Eh eh eh eh eh hear that |
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[Chorus] |
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I-Am-number one |
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No matter if you like it |
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Ready take this sit down and write it |
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I-Am-number one |
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Hey hey hey hey hey hey |
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Now let me ask you man... |
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What does it take to be number one? |
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Two is not a winner |
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And 3 nobody remembers (hey) |
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What does it take to be number one? |
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Hey hey hey hey |
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Do you like it when I shake it for ya? |
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Daddy? Move it all around? |
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Let you get a peep before it touches the ground? |
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[Nelly] |
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Hell yeah |
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Ma I'm in a girl that's willing to learn |
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Willing to get in the driver's seat |
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Willing to turn |
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And not concerned about that |
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He say, she say, did he say, what I think he said? |
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Squash that |
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He probably got that off E-bay |
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Or some Internet access |
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Some website chat line |
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Mad cause I got mine |
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Ooh don't wind up on the flatline |
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Oh if my uncle could see me know |
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If he could see how many rappers wanna be me now |
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Straight emulating my style |
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Right to the "down down" |
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Can he bout to score now |
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Better wait till they calm down |
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I got hella shorty's |
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Coming askin me "Yo where the party?" |
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Oh lordy till I continue to act naughty |
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Mixing cris at the party |
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Got me banging fo sho |
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I'm not a man of many words |
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But there's one thing I know |
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Pimp- |
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[Chorus] |
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Hey yo I'm tired of people judging what's real Hip-Hop |
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Half the time you be them niggas who's fuckin album flop |
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(You know) Boat done sank and it aint left the dock |
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(Cmon!) Mad cause I'm hot |
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(He just) Mad cause he not |
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You aint gotta gimme my props |
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Just gimme the yachts |
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Gimme my rocks |
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Keep my fans coming in flocks |
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Till you top the Superbowl |
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Keep your mouth on lock |
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Shhhhh I'm awake ha ha |
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I'm cocky on the mic |
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But I'm humble in real life |
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Taking nothing for granted |
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Blessing errthing on my life |
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Trying to see a new light |
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At the top of the roof |
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Baby ain't not single |
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But I speak the truth |
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I heat the booth |
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Nelly acting so uncouth |
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Top down shirt off |
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In the coupe |
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Spreadin the loot |
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With my |
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Family and friends |
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And my |
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Closest to kin |
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And I |
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Do it again |
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If it means I'ma win |
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Dirty I am |
