[DJ Khaled & Birdman & Nelly] We number ONE! (Yeah, so fresh, so fly) We number one on this rap shit! (Yeah dirty - dirty low key) We number one on the charts! (C.M.B., yeah)
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!
[Nelly] Ay; 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 freak and the lady all in the same broad BALLIN - way before Jim Jones I gots to be the richest nigga with this skintone 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 and purple and my three-piece vest and I´m a young woman´s blessin, I´m every woman´s confession To older women you can call me cougar bait To all you haters I´mma call you too late
I´m number one, one, one! (Stunna) (Dirty) (Stunna) (Dirty)
[Birdman] Yeah, yeah, swagged out Diamond ´round my neck, diamond ´round my teeth Diamond on my bitch, diamond on my fleet Hardly on the bike, love a nigga stripes Five star O.G., 3rd Ward, loud pipes Uptown soldier, floss on the ave Make a hundred G´s nigga bouncin on the slab Make a hundred G´s nigga spend it on the ave Move a hundred B´s garbage bag full of cash Yard to the lot, shittin on they ass Weed´s in the Hummer, 250 on the dash Yeah - early in the mornin when the sun shine Got a yacht in the yard, ocean fly Ocean time, ocean view
Pearly white waves, on them 22´s Five new Bentleys, out the paper bag To the paper tag - shinin on they ass
I´m number one, one, one! (Stunna) (Dirty) (Stunna) (Dirty) I´m number one, one, one! (Stunna) (Dirty) (Stunna) (Dirty) I´m number one, one, one! (Stunna) (Dirty) (Stunna) (Dirty) I´m number one, one, one! (Stunna) (Dirty) (Stunna) (Dirty)