Number Ones - Explicit Album Version
What you hear is the voice of a prince in his prime
I articulate and other just rhyme
I paint the picture nigga I'm Picasso
Raw from the brick to the nostril hostile
Sick and I seek no cure speak nothing but the truth
The shit keeps ya boy so peuw
Never will I sound like he is not be though
I'm on my own dick my no hoe
Couldn't be in the same room as octane
I see you doin' ya thing but you ain't the same
Now I'm sittin' poolside with bad females
Wipe off the gucci shades yeah I can see well
Touch my mula I'll choke ya like spree well
Mercedes drop a baby and you know it's v12
Pound for pound we the hottest doin' it
Anything I want outta life I'm pursuin' it
Ain't respecting the game, they just ruin it
I'm a bring hip hop back, watch how I'm doin' this
Flood the whole game, then float like Noah
Slip in the well and sing hymns like Jonah
On the stage alone, one mic, I'm a loner
I'm the heartbeat to in my city on the corner
So they call me swagger doner since life is my I'm a stagger on her
Yo soy numero uno
Yo so optimo
You want more nina bonita
I'll give you more, I'll give you more
Left side scream, right side scream
Middle to the top
You want more nina bonita
I'll give you more, I'll give you more
See the money means nothing if I can't hear you
To get here, if I only knew what we went through
Blood sweat tears turn it into bright lights along with cheers
Never will I move like he who is not, I'm on my own shh, I'm on fire
Hot like flame, the flow is not the same
I'm the connect, respect the left lane
Te pace has been set, ain't no stopping me
Jewelery alone can buy property
Get money split it two ways
The new face tycoon status what can you say
It's irrelevant man, we sellin' out stadiums
Staples center to the palladium
Entertainin' them, givin' you numb one
Yo soy numero uno
Yo so optimo
You want more nina bonita
I'll give you more, I'll give you more
Left side scream, right side scream
Middle to the top
You want more nina bonita
I'll give you more, I'll give you more
Scream
Scream
Scream
I articulate and other just rhyme
I paint the picture nigga I'm Picasso
Raw from the brick to the nostril hostile
Sick and I seek no cure speak nothing but the truth
The shit keeps ya boy so peuw
Never will I sound like he is not be though
I'm on my own dick my no hoe
Couldn't be in the same room as octane
I see you doin' ya thing but you ain't the same
Now I'm sittin' poolside with bad females
Wipe off the gucci shades yeah I can see well
Touch my mula I'll choke ya like spree well
Mercedes drop a baby and you know it's v12
Pound for pound we the hottest doin' it
Anything I want outta life I'm pursuin' it
Ain't respecting the game, they just ruin it
I'm a bring hip hop back, watch how I'm doin' this
Flood the whole game, then float like Noah
Slip in the well and sing hymns like Jonah
On the stage alone, one mic, I'm a loner
I'm the heartbeat to in my city on the corner
So they call me swagger doner since life is my I'm a stagger on her
Yo soy numero uno
Yo so optimo
You want more nina bonita
I'll give you more, I'll give you more
Left side scream, right side scream
Middle to the top
You want more nina bonita
I'll give you more, I'll give you more
See the money means nothing if I can't hear you
To get here, if I only knew what we went through
Blood sweat tears turn it into bright lights along with cheers
Never will I move like he who is not, I'm on my own shh, I'm on fire
Hot like flame, the flow is not the same
I'm the connect, respect the left lane
Te pace has been set, ain't no stopping me
Jewelery alone can buy property
Get money split it two ways
The new face tycoon status what can you say
It's irrelevant man, we sellin' out stadiums
Staples center to the palladium
Entertainin' them, givin' you numb one
Yo soy numero uno
Yo so optimo
You want more nina bonita
I'll give you more, I'll give you more
Left side scream, right side scream
Middle to the top
You want more nina bonita
I'll give you more, I'll give you more
Scream
Scream
Scream
Credits
Writer(s): Rufus Moore, Earl Klugh, Omari Grandberry, Jeremy Reeves, Jonathan Yip, Shad Moss, Mccale Mckinney
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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