Tony dead and his brother too Streets talkin' every week the coppers comin' through And homicides scoopin' niggas out of Paulie crew Damn, he in some shit just like a number numbertwo So he need that lawyer money, plus that Sig Sauer money On his second body

And you could've ruled the whole world You could've been number numberone And we could've had so much fun But you blew it away This means nothing to me 'Cause you are nothing to me And it means nothing to me That you blew this away 'Cause you could've been

Return to sender, return to sender Return to sender, address unknown She wrote upon it No such number, no such zone I gave a letter to the postman, he put it his sack Bright in early next morning, he brought my letter back We had a quarrel, a lover's

This goes out to you, you, my number numberone (number one, number one) I won't stop until I see you, suga You know who you are This is for my number numberone, number one (I see you) So many shows, swear wherever I go I'm gonna keep on lookin' Lookin' for my number

I only love it when her hair long You should listen to this beat through my headphones Yeah, classic hip hop shit Rozay and Jay, let's get 'em We started out moppin' floors And now we front row at the awards Number Numberone for the last twenty years If you

I got your present waitin' I ain't got enough money for a big diamond ring Let's tie a brand new bow around the same old thing Thought I'd call you up See if had celebrated Day you were born It's a little belated Age is just a number numberIt's really over

Whoa! Don't slip up or get got! (Why not man?) I'm comin' for that number numberone spot! (Alright) Rappers swearin' they on top! (Nuh uh, uh uh) But I'm comin' for they number numberone spot! (Alright man) Scheme scheme, plot plot (say what?) I'm comin' for that

Sex, and drugs, and dirty money On the race to rule the world, you Cut your teeth on fame and diamonds Your time is up now Three, Two, one one one one one one one one one one (We number) one one one one one one one one one

Girl mi haffi tell you, say your body good Mi haffi tell you, say your body good You do some thing, me never know you could Ah mi baby dat, mm hmm She touch a weak spot What a bloodclaat, pum pum fat The world know she hot She balance pon the big fat

Can't stand your present job, afraid of getting fired Depressed? Staring at the0late night tube You could call that number numberBut you'd just get someone just like you Well, I feel that way too Just the same as you Like it's getting worse before it's getting