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nelly - #1 (remix) lyrics

risin to tha
risin to tha
risin to tha
risin to tha
risin to tha top

number 1, number 1

lets go!

(dirty ent, n—-! we all we got)

uh uh uh uh

verse 1:

they said i was crazy when i stopped slangin c—-
took everything i had, and put it in rap
if i aint a lunatic, then what do ya call that?
and if my pockets aint obiece, then what do you call fat?
i wasn’t born on purpose,i was unpurposly born
im the reason of what happens when the condom is torn
least i was sworn to secrecy, only talkin when need to be
never sayin to much, and these n—-z talkin repeatedly
conceivebly, i rippen it more then im get the credit for
saying bi— you payin and notes i get the credit for
retro n—- before you get thrown back
i started takin snapshots, i aint talkin that kodak
we start c-ckin the foes back, we start makin your dome crack
heard you don’t like me, and im happy to know that
seems like im cheatin don’t it? tryin to unfirm fact
feelin like im playin with two shaqs and two t-macs, derrty!

chorus:

dirty i am number 1
no matter if you like, hear take it, sit down and write it
i am number 1,eh eh eh eh eh eh
what does it take to be number 1?
two is not a winner and three n-body remembers
what does it take to be number 1?
eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh

verse 2:

yo yo i was born number 1, from the start, so smart
before i could walk,i was a chickenhead head start
the jail n—-z say i’m hard, if you ask 106 who i be
they gon say im god
number 1 like the first man, ever touch sp-ce
or the dot on the dice when a n—- roll ace
win a team legacy, i rap till the death of me
and just for the record b, none of ya’ll can f witt me
rise to the top like a brick in the pot
im like allen with the rock i aint missin the shot
when im down in the dirty, ide be ???
me and nelly got the airs with the ten cilla swooshes
but anyway that’s some other sh– and it’s a shame
im so filthy now my great-granddaughter mother rich
b to the bc, im ghetto and greezy im the champ and there aint never been a n—- defeat me

harlem? is (number 1)
to my n—-z in the barrel
to start the de nero

posta is (number 1)
im a center fold n—-, f—-ed up roast n—-

win the team baby,we (number 1)
for my n—-z that’s down,for they always been around

n—- posta, he’s (number 1)
i don’t talk it, i live it cause im the first one who did it

lookin for a coward? well it’s not in here
under the beat we see this heart be poppin here
the game is wild if you gonna drop this year
some of ya’ll not this year, the rest of ya’ll gettin dropped this year
im gonna let the cops,??, the cops is here
in these bbc socks, i got the rocks in here
if the cops in here, i got my glock in here
if the glock in here, you know it’s gonna get hot in here
touch your soldier suit like the heat holders do
the new 645, i’ll have the first in june
start the summer off floatin with the guts maroon
ricky shoulder paint job, colored silver spoon
boys in black, guts splat, paint midnight cool
black gun, red beam, ready for high noon
put your street light half past noon
h-ll have no fear, comin soon, that will do number 1

chorus:

put chur ones up
put chur ones up
put chur ones up

verse 3:

it was just ’98, i was holdin work
now im only worth over a mill
ill have a growth spert, and you don’t want to talk
show money, you would think it was talk show money
honey fully understand melisha never down on his luck
i will fly you cross the water, we aint even got to f—
h-ll we can even dab were we park
whatever helps you keep focus,safeguard your heart
if your messy mayne,we reacklessly aim
its the teller two brothers like frank and jessy james
i will write your outro, ghost write your life
im so author,i should smoke a pipe
i disreguard all supliminal justice, im the lead roller
ya’ll couldn’t cash these extras, i run with it
do it in my sleep, im one with it,and that’s one little bullet
ill be the first to pull it

chorus

(rising to the top, number 1)

- nelly lyrics

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