- Who's Number One? (Amended Version) 歌詞 Lil’ Kim
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- Lil’ Kim
- Ladies and gentleman
(Come on throw your hands in the air like this one time)
One-two, this thing on right here
(We aint gonna stop)
Can yall hear me out there ?
(And we want every one in this motherfucker to get out their seat)
Ladies and gentleman without further adieu
(Its our time)
Id like to introduce to you, my bitch
[Lil Kim]
Fuck that, bitches dont deserve to rap
Im back, and Im about to murder cats
Trying to take my crown, I aint letting that go down
I cop the four pound and go the whole twelve rounds, yeah
You broke hoes need to throw in the towel
Lifes a wheel of fortune and yall cant buy a vowel
Who me? Thats none of your concern
Like ashes in the urn, more money to burn
Damn my ass is firm, stay away from germs
Pussy flawless, get wetted in worms
If you only knew like Aaliyah
How your man be hawking me and stalking me
When he fucking you he see me
Every crack valve or record he sell I get a piecey
Easy, believe me, my words is credible
Ask Nat Cole huh, Im unforgettable
Dont let the QB get a hold of your guy
Sex him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die
I guess you know by now whos number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn thats where Im from
(Number one)
So if you got beef better think again
(Number one)
Cause you cant win
(You cant win)
I guess you know by now whos number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn thats where Im from
(Number one)
So if you got beef better think again
(Number one)
Cause you cant win
(You cant win)
Your so called vendetta was light like birds feathers
Even with an umbrella, you cant stop my hurricane
I moved on to bigger and better things
Yall still making minimum wage
First on stage, like the ever I graze
Leave you amazed
And keep the fifth by the rib cage
All you jealous ass holes is rebellious ass holes
Still trying to recoup from the first album ass holes
Yous a gangster, prove it
Wanna shoot me, do it
Thats word than Jerry McGuire
Ill set that ass on fire
Thats how you work with barbed wire
Carve my name in your face
Pour gas-o-line on you and drop you at the gas station
Yall chicks aint blind, I shine like polyeurotheme
Cocoa butter cräme
Thats the gleam of drugs baby like codeine
Low self esteem, eh-eh, the flows excellent
Yours is satisfactory return them to the factory
I mean practically, the shit is whack for me
Mama bear, finally out of hibernating
Here to tell you chicks to stop tailgating
I guess you know by now whos number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn thats where Im from
(Number one)
So if you got beef better think again
(Number one)
Cause you cant win
(You cant win)
I guess you know by now whos number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn thats where Im from
(Number one)
So if you got beef better think again
( Number one)
Cause you can't win
(You cant win)
Its the B-I-G-M-A-M-A
Often tipsy, cabin in Percipsy
Ive been in this shit since Biz hit the, one-two
Nothing left to do
Move it in there, cathedral ceilings
Dont come to my house, it might hurt your feelings
P Diddy introduced me to the business side
Fired me a few mill and a couple of oil spills
Thats how we do it, you chicks is no thrill
Doin it Flinstones style, car with no wheels
Still on tricycles, riding bicycles
Our diamonds be so white they look like icicles
Im getting sick and tired of hearing all these rough drafts
On the countdown, dont make me laugh
Got my own company, Im chief of the staff
They say we twins then Im the better half
Im nasty worse than Howard Stern
This court is adjourned
And now its your turn bitch
I guess you know by now whos number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn thats where Im from
(Number one )
So if you got beef better think again
(Number one)
Cause you cant win
(You cant win)
I guess you know by now whos number one
Brooklyn , Brooklyn thats where Im from
(Number one)
So if you got beef better think again
(Number one)
Cause you cant win
(You cant win)
[ Puff Daddy]
Can you feel me?
I just wanna know if yall can feel me
I just wanna know if yall can feel me out there
Its not a game, were back
And this time were not going anywhere
Number one, that's my bitch
Recognize! Ya feel me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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