I'm Number 1
I'm Number 1 lyrics
(feat. Birdman, DJ Khaled)
We number 1 ([Bridman:] Yeah, so fresh so fly, yeah Derrty)
We number 1 on this rap shit
We number 1 on the charts
Im number 1
Stunna, derrty
Fourth quarter, Im goin hard
If my money stupid, my credit cards a retard
The Lamborghini Bugatti all in the same yard
I want the freak and the lady all in the same broad
Bal-lin way before Jim Jones,
I gots to be the richest nigga with this skin tone
Somebody get the doctor on the phone
My diagnosis I got gettin money syndrome (hey)
I got that hustlers disease
I got paper-chasin tendencies and yet to find a remedy
So shorty feelin me the way I be dressed
She like my white tee neck V polo crescent
My tie gold purple label 3 piece dressin
Im a young womans blessin Im every womans confession (woo)
To older women you can call me cougar bait (yeah)
To all you haters Im a call ya too late
Im number 1
Stunna, derrty
Stunna, derrty
Diamond round my neck, diamond round my teeth
Diamond on my bitch, diamond on my fleet
Harley on the bike, lovin nigga stripes
I shine O.G. third wall loud wipes
Uptown soldier floss on the ass
Make a hundred Gs nigga bouncin on the slabs
Make a hundred Gs nigga spend it on the aves
Move a hundred Bs garbage bag full of cash (bitch)
Go on to the lot (lot), shittin on they ass (shittin on they ass)
Meet us in the Hummer 250 on the dash (250 on the dash yeah)
Early in the morning with the sunshine
Got a yacht in the yard, Ocean Flyer
Ocean time, ocean view, pearly white waves on them 22s
Five new Bentleys out the paper bag
To the paper tag shinin on they ass
Im number 1
Stunna, derrty
Stunna, derrty
