Uh Uh Uh

I just gotta bring it to they attention Dirty, thas all

You better watch who you talkin bout

Runnin you mouth like you know me

You gonna f*** around and .....(?).....

While one on you can't hold me if your last name was Hanes

Only way you wear me out is stitch my name on your pants

No resident of France (whoo)

But you swear I'm from Paris

Hundered and 6 karats

Total? Naw, that's 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 yer brains thinkin I'm a shout out ya name

You gotta come up with better ways than actions 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's lost

Still hard to please, boss

Don't be lyin, cryin suck it up as a loss

Cuz yo acts is whack

Yo whole label is whack

And matter of fact....eh...



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 lemme ask ya man...

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...



(girl)

Do you like it when I shake for ya, Daddy?

Move it all around? (whoo)

Let ya get a peek before it touches the ground?

(Nelly)

Hell yeah, my lover girl is 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

Better wait till the calm down

I got hella shorties

Come and askin ya where the party

Oh lordy, will I continue to act naughty

Mixin kris and bacardi

Got me thinkin for sure

I'm not a man of many words, but there's one thing I know

(ehh....) 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 eh eh

Yo I'm tired of people judgin what's real hip hop

Half the timeyou be the niggas who's album flop

You know, Boat done sank and it ain't left the dock

Come one, Mad cuz I'm hot, he just mad cuz he not

You don't gotta give me my props

Just give me tha yachts

Give me my rocks

Keep my fans comin in flocks

Til you top the super bowl

Keep that mouf on lock (shhhh)

Eh yo im cocky on the mic

But im humble in real life

Take nothin for granted

Blessing errthing on my life

Trying to see a new light

At the top of the roof

Baby aint not single

But I speak the truth

I heat the booth

Nelly acting so uncouth

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

(Chorus) - repeat until fade