I'm Number 1 (feat. Baby & DJ Khaled)

I'm number one

Stunna, dirty

Man, we the best, man

Listen, I'm number one

Stunna, dirty

I'm number one

Stunna, dirty

I'm number one

Stunna, dirty

Man we the best, man

Fourth quarter, I'm goin' hard

If my money's stupid my credit card's a retard

The Lamborghini Bugatti all in the same yard

I want the freakin' lady all in the same broad

Bawlin' way before Jim Jones

I gots to be the richest **** with this skin tone

Somebody get the doctor on the phone

My diagnosis, I got gettin' money syndrome

Hey, I got that hustler's disease

I got paper chasin' tendencies and they yet to find a remedy

So shorty feelin' me the way I be dressin'

She like my white tee, neck V, polo pressin'

My tie gold, purple and my three-piece vest and

I'm a young woman's blessin'

A married woman's confession

To older women you can call me cougar bait

To all you haters I'm a call you too late

I'm number one

Stunna, dirty

Stunna, dirty

I'm number one

Stunna, dirty

Stunna, dirty

I'm number one

Stunna, dirty

Stunna, dirty

I'm number one

Stunna, dirty

Stunna

Yeah, yeah swagged out

Diamond 'round my neck

Diamond on my teeth

Diamond on my bitch

Diamond on my fleet

Hardly on the bike

Love a **** stripes

Five star O.G., third world, loud pipes

Uptown soldier, floss on the ave

Make a hundred G's **** bouncin' on the slab

Make a hundred G's **** spend it on the ave

Move a hundred B's garbage bag full of cash

Goin' to the lot, shittin' on they ass

Weed's in the Hummer, two-fifty on the dash

Yeah, early in the mornin' where the sun shine

Got a yacht in the yard, ocean fly

Ocean time, ocean view

Pearly white waves on them twenty two's

Five new Bentleys out the paper bag

To the paper tag

Shinin' on they ass

I'm number one

Stunna, dirty

Stunna, dirty

I'm number one

Stunna, dirty

Stunna, dirty

I'm number one

Stunna, dirty

Stunna, dirty

I'm number one

Stunna, dirty

Stunna