Nelly - #1 (Remix) lyrics

Uh Uh Uh I just gotta bring it to they attention Dirty, that's all You better watch who you talkin' 'bout Runnin' yo mouth like you know me You gonna f** around and choke Why the show n***a' carnies Show me While one on one you can't hold me if your last name was hand 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', b**hin' and cryin', s** 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 I am number one No matter if you like it here 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 Do you like it when I shake for ya, Daddy? Move it all around? (Woo) Let ya get a peek (uh-huh) before it touches the ground? 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? Squash 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, will 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 I am number one No matter if you like it Here 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 Yo I'm tired of people judgin what's real hip hop Half the time you be the n***as who's f**in 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) I'm co*ky on the mic But im humble in real life Take nothin for granted Blessing everything 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 I am number one No matter if you like it here 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 Uh uh uh...