Lyrics:
stacks to me
Ch ching, ch ching
Yah nahmean, yah nahmean, I'm doin' my thing
Out in UK, London
And they call me number one
Japan, you're number one that's
don't give up now.....
Mz Sammy G (Rap)
I got numbers I can call, but I'm not the pers they knew before
I shy away, this shy away bringing me closer
Baby bend over, let me hit it from the back.
I'ma show you how Stella got her groove back.
How you feel like a little girl, sneakin' for your boyfriend
bag beside her
and your girl said you aint ready for me
I'm in love so mommy got me singing Tina Marie
How you bom in giovanni she in gucci and prada
better let me sign
Up, OK? And the Puba's here too, cya!
Yo Mary this is Christopher Williams, call me back
Cause I just heard your album and I'm real
Ehh!
Say mata
I got the skills, I got the flow, I got’s to go
Me a tell them, dem me have to be number one
To all my niggaz on the Brooklyn streets
Call me Mr. Carter, this volume number 3(number 3!)
I been going harder than everyone I see (where they at?)
I could be a martyr for dying in the streets
there be?
My three, Mase Pos and Me
And that's the magic number
(What does it all mean?)
Focus is formed by flaunts to the soul
Souls who flaunt
car, in da truck.
Baby bend over, let me hit it from the back.
I'ma show you how Stella got her groove back.
How you feel like a little girl,
sneakin
sweatsuits, mystery what's underneath them
They for my eyes only, you call me when you lonely
But I like to make the baddest girls wait, I got G baby
[Nas
whatchu' gon' do
Call me back & then complain
Now yo ass is on mute
Hm
Niggas want numbers
Niggas want numbers
Niggas want numbers
Niggas want numbers
to city I'm a menace as I pass by.
Rippin' up shit just so you can remember I'm A straight up nigga that's done
in, gunnin' and comin' Straight at yo
if I feel it
But sometime designer got me feelin iffy
Peanut butter the whip call it Jif'n
Tell my mama I love her we winnin'
Got these dollars they
thinkin, I've got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo
Some people cry, and some people try
thinkin, I've got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo
Some people cry, and some people try
(One phone call)
Yeah I told you that from the start (That from the start)
The way she use my number (Use my number)
She got it saved, and she know it by
me a call
So I can do some damage to you
You know I'm comin through and ill be there with a sack
I got brothers and I'm ready to put dick in yo
the Tyson approach and bite me!
Whoa! Don't slip up or get got! (Why not man?)
I'm comin' for that number one spot! (Alright)
Rappers swearin' they
and bite me!
Whoa! Don't slip up or get got! (Why not man?)
I'm comin' for that number one spot! (Alright)
Rappers swearin' they on top! (Nuh uh, uh uh)
But
four and five
Put silencers on the 4-5's
Only bust if I say bust
We gon keep this eff boy alive
Man number six
You climb the gate and buzz me in, yo
Ayo Chief got some of that shit for me?
Yea, that real shit
When I wake up in the morning I be blowed
When I’m driving down the streets I be blowed
got it down pact
Teddy Paine was born to flirt now you can't down that
Now I'm flirt with her whether I'm in or out of town
That's why they call me
you, I haven't got the number
Call me baby, or I can't call you
Tell me love of my life, what can I do.
Everytime you go away, I feel you've gone
on me and that's 60 pops
That's 15 for arm and legs
Another 15 I let pierce ya head
That's a basic 10 for yo Rappy friend
I got another 5 for yo Mercedez
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