Who's Number One?

I'd like to introduce to you, my bitch
Still trying to recoup from the first album ass holes
Still on tricycles, riding bicycles
Can you feel me?
I guess you know by now who's number one

Carve my name in your face
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from

(And we want every one in this motherfucker to get out their seat)

Cocoa butter crème
And keep the fifth by the rib cage

Wanna shoot me, do it
Leave you amazed
That's how we do it, you chicks is no thrill
You broke hoes need to throw in the towel

Even with an umbrella, you can't stop my hurricane
(You can't win)
I cop the four pound and go the whole twelve rounds, yeah
So if you got beef better think again

Nothing left to do
So if you got beef better think again
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from
They say we twins then I'm the better half
I've been in this shit since Biz hit the, one-two

Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap
'Cause you can't win
That's how you work with barbed wire
I'm nasty worse than Howard Stern
First on stage, like the ever I graze
(Number one)
(It's our time)
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from
How your man be hawking me and stalking me
I mean practically, the shit is whack for me
Y'all still making minimum wage
I guess you know by now who's number one

Recognize! Ya feel me?
Y'all chicks ain't blind, I shine like polyeurotheme
Damn my ass is firm, stay away from germs
Got my own company, I'm chief of the staff
So if you got beef better think again
I just wanna know if y'all can feel me out there
Can y'all hear me out there?
That's the gleam of drugs baby like codeine

On the countdown, don't make me laugh
'Cause you can't win
Here to tell you chicks to stop tailgating
I just wanna know if y'all can feel me

(Number one)
(Number one)
Our diamonds be so white they look like icicles
Low self esteem, eh-eh, the flows excellent
So if you got beef better think again
If you only knew like Aaliyah
So if you got beef better think again
I'll set that ass on fire
(You can't win)
(Number one)
'Cause you can't win
Every crack valve or record he sell I get a piecey
Pussy flawless, get wetted in worms
(Number one)
(You can't win)
Move it in there, cathedral ceilings
Mama bear, finally out of hibernating
That's word than Jerry McGuire
I moved on to bigger and better things
'Cause you can't win
(Number one)

Don't come to my house, it might hurt your feelings
I'm getting sick and tired of hearing all these rough drafts
Easy, believe me, my words is credible
(Number one)
It's not a game, we're back
Sex him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from

Ladies and gentleman without further adieu

I guess you know by now who's number one
I guess you know by now who's number one
(Number one)
Ask Nat Cole huh, I'm unforgettable

Like ashes in the urn, more money to burn
(Number one)
Your so called vendetta was light like birds' feathers
Number one, that's my bitch
'Cause you can't win
(Number one)
(We ain't gonna stop)
Doin' it Flintstones style, car with no wheels
Who me? That's none of your concern
One-two, this thing on right here
Your's is satisfactory return them to the factory
P Diddy introduced me to the business side
(Number one)
(You can't win)
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from
Trying to take my crown, I ain't letting that go down

All you jealous ass holes is rebellious ass holes
'Cause you can't win

(You can't win)
Often tipsy, cabin in Percipsy
You's a gangster, prove it
I guess you know by now who's number one
Don't let the QB get a hold of your guy
(You can't win)
I guess you know by now who's number one
Fired me a few mill and a couple of oil spills

So if you got beef better think again
This court is adjourned and now it's your turn, bitch

Pour gas-o-line on you and drop you at the gas station
It's the B I G M A M A
When he fucking you he see me
Life's a wheel of fortune and y'all can't buy a vowel
(Number one)
I'm back and I'm about to murder cats
And this time we're not going anywhere