#1 (dirty Version) Lyrics

#1 (dirty Version) lyrics










  
 
 
 
 
 
 
  








Uh Uh Uh
I just gotta bring it to they attention Dirty, that’s
all

[Verse 1]
You better watch who you talkin bout
Runnin yo mouth
like you know me
You gonna fuck around and choke 
Why the show me get
called
They show me
While one on one you can't hold me if your last name
was haynes Only way you wear me out is stitch my name on ya pants
No
resident of France 
But you swear I'm from Paris
Hundered  6
karats
total?, naw thats per wrist
Tryin to compare this
My chains to
yo chains
I'm like Sprint or Motorola, no service, outta ya range
You're
outta ya brains, thinkin I'm a shout out ya name
You gotta come up with
better ways than that to get ya fame
All this pressure you applyin, it's
time to ease off
Before i hit you from the blind side
Takin' your sleeves
off
As much as we floss
Still hard to please boss
Don't be lyin,
bichtin’ and cryin, suck it up as a loss
Cuz yo acts is wack
Yo
whole label is wack
And matter of fact eh eh-eh eh eh
hold
that

[Chorus]
I am number one
No matter if you like it just take
it sit down and write it
I am number one
eh eh eh eh eh eh… now let
me ask ya man...
What does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winna
and three nobody remembers
What does it take to be number one?
eh eh eh
eh…

[Hook]
Do you like it when I shake for ya, Daddy?
Move
it all around? 
Let ya get a peek before it touches the
ground?

[Verse 2]
Hell yeah, ma I love a  girl who's willin to
learn
Willin to get in the drivers' seat and willin to turn
And not
concerned bout the he say
She say
Did he say
What I think he
said?
Scratch that, he probly got that off ebay
Or some internet
access
Or some website chat line
Mad cuz I got mine
Oh don't wind up
on the flat line
Oh if my uncle could see me now
If he could see how many
rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulatin my style right to the down
down
Can't leave out the store now
Betta wait till the calm down
I got
hella shorties
Come and askin yo where the party
Oh lordy,  I continue to
act naughty
Mixin’ Cris’ and Bacardi
Got me thinkin for
sure
I'm not a man of many words, but there's one thing I
know
pimp

[Chorus]
I am number one
No matter if you like
it
Just take it sit down and write it
I am number one
eh eh eh eh eh
eh
And tell me now, Dirty
What does it take to be number one?
(whoo)
Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
Tell me
What
does it take to be number one?
eh eh eh eh…

[Verse 3
Yo I'm
tired of people judgin what's real hip hop
Half the time you be the niggas
who's fuckin album flop
You know, boat done sank and it ain't left the
dock
Mad cuz I'm hot, he just mad cuz he not
You aint gotta give me my
props
Just give me tha yachts
Give me my rocks
and keep my fans comin
in flocks
Til you top the super bowl
Keep your mouf on lock (shhhh,
I’m awake haha)
Eh yo im cocky on the mic
But im humble in real
life
Take nothin for granted
Blessing evrething on my life
Trying to
see a new light
At the top of the roof
Baby name not Sigel
But I speak
the truth
I heat the booth
Nelly acting so uncooth ( so crazy)
Top down
shirt off
in the coupe
Spreadin the loot
With my - family and
friends
And my - Closest to kin
And I - Do it again…
If it means
I'ma win
Dirty

[Chorus]
I am number one
No matter if you like it
just take it sit down and write it
Eh I am number one
eh eh eh eh eh eh eh
eh eh dirty 
What does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner and
three nobody remembers
What does it take to be number one?
eh eh eh eh eh
eh eh eh eh…

I am number one…

I am number
one…

What does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner
and three nobody remembers
What does it take to be number one?
eh eh eh
eh eh eh…

I am number one
eh eh eh.........