No. 1 - Album Version (Edited)
Ayo Bugatti boys (turn em up) you know what it is
Breathe bitch breathe, breathe bitch breathe go
Hello, good morning, tell me what the lick read
My cup full blowin on that good weed
My bitch bad trying to get her tipsy
In all black, haters better miss me
My bitch ride better then most rappers
Here's a Rose' toast to those rappers
I don't smoke no tobaccos but I smoke the most rappers
I got big tips for the waitress
Bitch, I got very little patience
All the bitches different by the car load
You may wanna get a different auto
Deep down your main chick even wanna come
Everybody know my name, I'm No. 1
I'm number 1 in this bitch
Now they understand why I'm running this shit
From the bottom to the top
I'll be ballin' till I drop and I'm never gone stop
I'm the first one to cut a new Phantom in half
First white two seater down Fifth Ave.
First one to write a check in the earthquake
Same muthafucka that'll make the earth shake
Blowin money only way to make the earth spin
Your girlfriend caught up in my whirlwind
Use to move white girl out in Maryland
Now my girlfriend blonde like Marilyn
We number one we gettin mad more paper
Ain't nothin' like Bad Boy paper, we ain't never gone stop
Woke up this morning blessed to breathe
Then I say a prayer God bless the G's
I'm number 1 in this bitch
Now they understand why I'm running this shit,
From the bottom to the top
I be ballin' till I drop and I'm never gone stop
I'm number one in this bitch
Now they understand why I'm runnin' this shit
I'm a gang member, my gang called Bugatti boys ask your main broad
The streets cold, my wrist numb
I do it big, ask my income
The bigger I get the more you deflate
My niggas deal dope at a rebate
Spit flows like its free base
All the flows I can erase
I think I may need goggles, all my bottles sparkle
I'm the only one she obey, cuz its only one Rozay
Woke up this morning blessed to breathe
Then I say a prayer God bless the G's
I'm number 1 in this bitch
Now they understand why I'm running this shit
You can say I'm on some new shit
I be number 1 and you niggas can get the deuces
Maybach music play it in the coupes
Rick Rozay and Trey so stupid
Tryin to find your girl but I probably made her lose it
Body so tight and I know she get the loosest
Virginia to the whole world
You can get my old girl
Catch me in Miami 'bout 4 girls tow girl
I'm hot holla at me when the summer done
Never been where I'm coming from, number 1
Woke up this morning blessed to breathe
Then I say a prayer God bless the G's
I'm number 1 in this bitch
Now they understand why I'm running this shit
From the bottom to the top
I be ballin' till I drop and I'm never gone stop
I'm number one in this bitch
Now they understand why I'm runnin' this shit
Breathe bitch breathe, breathe bitch breathe go
Hello, good morning, tell me what the lick read
My cup full blowin on that good weed
My bitch bad trying to get her tipsy
In all black, haters better miss me
My bitch ride better then most rappers
Here's a Rose' toast to those rappers
I don't smoke no tobaccos but I smoke the most rappers
I got big tips for the waitress
Bitch, I got very little patience
All the bitches different by the car load
You may wanna get a different auto
Deep down your main chick even wanna come
Everybody know my name, I'm No. 1
I'm number 1 in this bitch
Now they understand why I'm running this shit
From the bottom to the top
I'll be ballin' till I drop and I'm never gone stop
I'm the first one to cut a new Phantom in half
First white two seater down Fifth Ave.
First one to write a check in the earthquake
Same muthafucka that'll make the earth shake
Blowin money only way to make the earth spin
Your girlfriend caught up in my whirlwind
Use to move white girl out in Maryland
Now my girlfriend blonde like Marilyn
We number one we gettin mad more paper
Ain't nothin' like Bad Boy paper, we ain't never gone stop
Woke up this morning blessed to breathe
Then I say a prayer God bless the G's
I'm number 1 in this bitch
Now they understand why I'm running this shit,
From the bottom to the top
I be ballin' till I drop and I'm never gone stop
I'm number one in this bitch
Now they understand why I'm runnin' this shit
I'm a gang member, my gang called Bugatti boys ask your main broad
The streets cold, my wrist numb
I do it big, ask my income
The bigger I get the more you deflate
My niggas deal dope at a rebate
Spit flows like its free base
All the flows I can erase
I think I may need goggles, all my bottles sparkle
I'm the only one she obey, cuz its only one Rozay
Woke up this morning blessed to breathe
Then I say a prayer God bless the G's
I'm number 1 in this bitch
Now they understand why I'm running this shit
You can say I'm on some new shit
I be number 1 and you niggas can get the deuces
Maybach music play it in the coupes
Rick Rozay and Trey so stupid
Tryin to find your girl but I probably made her lose it
Body so tight and I know she get the loosest
Virginia to the whole world
You can get my old girl
Catch me in Miami 'bout 4 girls tow girl
I'm hot holla at me when the summer done
Never been where I'm coming from, number 1
Woke up this morning blessed to breathe
Then I say a prayer God bless the G's
I'm number 1 in this bitch
Now they understand why I'm running this shit
From the bottom to the top
I be ballin' till I drop and I'm never gone stop
I'm number one in this bitch
Now they understand why I'm runnin' this shit
Credits
Writer(s): Tremaine Aldon Neverson, Floyd Nathaniel Hills, William Leonard Roberts
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