Mac's, dirty [Chorus 1 - Nelly] I - am - number one, no matter if you like it Here take it sit down and write it I - am - number one Hey hey hey hey...
and ya home And still I sit here alone Boy you got me wonderin' Where you at, where you goin' and where you been ? Here I go again, dialin' your number
you how to get it, I'm just a dog You had a good thang and you f*** it off I'm like the big bad wolf, you better scream Run for your life 'cause I want
in the club wit me Short and J.E. P I M P, two of the baddest in the history You mad 'cuz we straight to the V.I.P Plus yo girl keeps choosin' me I
ready to put the lead on ya How would you like it if a nigga was broke an' came fed on ya? That's why I'm still on my P's an' Q's Readin' fools I'm known
wit the scum Show me the money, I'll show you a gun, motherfucker Spell spin the corner while you parle with dun I clap you, I clap him, and that's rule number
shit? Every time we step inside the club y'all tryna guess Which one of us gon' snatch your bitch And leave you strokin' all by yourself Understand this Bubba Sparxxx, S P
night Walk wit' a limp and I talk wit' a lingo Party with a buncha bad girls in a Pinto Run up on a motherfucker wit' a dull pencil Sharpen up a number
I'ma B-L-double-O-D Been on songs with S-N-double-O-P Inside a Ferrari with the D-R-E Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O-double-G Walk through 8 Mile
Get em like this when I drop number three Cause ain't nobody bad like me It's the, it's the rizzapper You wanna c-c-c-clack, what? Yeah fool, run up Non
And woke up in bed next to his best friend Derick bare naked Chicka chicka chicka and then just turned 16 and used a fake Id To sneak in V.I.P. to see
covers Sharper than some new box cutters on Parkay's and butters And Stevie Wonder's to make you run and tell the others The beat lovers and play my jam like the numbers
Say it, say it like Pac the police Fuck 'em, and that's straight from the underground Where little kids got it bad 'cause we brown Now who am I? P-Monch
got that Bentley Now if y'ain't help me make it, don't tell me how to spend it And yes, I know the rules, never marry Robin Givens Mice'll run all over
niggas do is [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone Run! If you gettin' chased with no shoes on Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops
the chief on Rich Port I don't wanna merge Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone Run! If you gettin' chased with no shoes on Run! Fuck that! Run!
gums than baby pictures Cock my 40 Glock, and my partner just bought a replica Now Asians saying they don't keep no cash in they register We run from