Lyrics:
years no be small
Ah-ah-ah-ah
14 years no be small number
(Skrrt)
It dey totorimi one by one
(Je- Je)
The number one spot my turn
Let it be known I’m
Life is like a dice without a lucky number
While you plan to make it out they just pray you suffer
To have em while you blowing is like (mmm mmm)
No
I'm a hustler, watch me switch my hustle up My number one customer's my number one fan
Motherfucker, I'm a hustler, watch me switch my hustle up My
I'm what they want, I feel like public enemy number one
The John Dillinger of my generation Police got me on the run, hey, yeah
I'm what they want, I
your surfboard out of sight
Number one fact in the surfer's universe
When you see pretty surf girls passin' by
cnd their bushy, blonde hair may catch
number that you'll ever do
One is the loneliest number
Much, much worse than two
One is the number divided by two
One
One is the loneliest number
uh
Tryna see a half a mil, uh
By any means we get it, ay
Fuck with you tonight you know I am (ahh)
'Cause my work is doing numbers out the gym
To the music business. Thank you"
Hey how ya doin'
Sorry ya can't get through
Why don't you leave your name
And your number
And I'll get back to you
Hey
you tight
Now you lie awake by yourself at night
Forget my number
Cause I've found better
A real good lover
Like no one ever
Forget my number
Cause I've
I am the number measured by numbers
Stuck on repeat
And numb to the process
I am the repeat
I am the zombie
I am the Carved flesh
Now good for
Verse 1:
Let's learn addition, let's combine,
Counting sunshine, one and two,
Adding numbers, it's so true.
Chorus:
Count, count, count, one by one,
"Epidodes II" like "Attack Of The Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just
"Epidodes II" like "Attack Of The Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just
get left to hide,
Cause I'm,
So I'm staying on my vibe.
I love what I do when I'm doing just fine,
My destiny is calling me; it won't pass me by
came back but never meant to stay.
Now I've got heartaches by the number, troubles by the score,
Every day you love me less, each day I love you
I am surrounded by
Fucking numbers
I want to be some
Fucking numbers
Impossibly, mind
Rendered asunder
I am surrounded by
Fucking numbers
Transfixed
to know by now She's his number one fan And every night she bows her head Before she puts herself to bed And prays that all his dreams Come true For him she
I wanna put your number on the call block
Have AOL make my email stop
'Cause you a bug a boo
You buggin' what? You buggin' who? You buggin' me
Hail the seeds of oversight
Silent forces, plunder and control
Lay me by the river side
Where gasoline and gold collide
And invisible hands command
like a winner when I'm standing by you
Number one, you're my number one
(You're the one)
Number one, I'm your number one
(You're the one)
Heartaches by the number
Troubles by the score
Everyday you love me less each day I love you more
Yes, I've got heartaches by the number
A love that
Let's snap our fingers clap our hands
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Let's give 'em what the song demands
Down
was a runner
Went behind her back gave all her friends my number
She roll another blunt up, blowin' till I pass out
Made it rain twenty racks still
Let's snap our fingers clap our hands
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Let's give 'em what the song demands
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