Who's Number One? - Lil' Kim

Ladies and gentlemen

(Come on throw your hands in the air like this one time)

One-two, this thing on right here

(We ain’t gonna stop)

Can y’all hear me out there?

(And we want everyone in this motherfucker to get up out their seat)

Ladies and gentlemen, without further adieu

(It's our time)

I’d like to introduce to you, my bitch

Fuck that, bitches don’t deserve to rap

I’m back, and I’m about to murder cats

Trying to take my crown, I ain’t letting that go down

I cop the four pound and go the whole twelve rounds, yeah

You broke hoes need to throw in the towel

Life’s a wheel of fortune and y’all can’t buy a vowel

Who me?

That’s none of your concern

Like ashes in the urn, more money to burn

Damn my ass is firm, stay away from germs

Pussy flawless, get wetter than worms

If you only knew like Aaliyah

How your man be hawking me and stalking me

When he fucking you he see me

Every crack vial or record he sell I get a piecey

Easy, believe me, my words is credible

Ask Nat Cole huh, I’m unforgettable

Don’t let the QB get a hold of your guy

Sex him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die

I guess you know by now who’s number one

Brooklyn, Brooklyn that’s where I’m from

(Number one)

So if you got beef, you better think again

(Number one)

Cause you can’t win

(You can’t win)

I guess you know by now who’s number one

Brooklyn, Brooklyn that’s where I’m from

(Number one)

So if you got beef, you better think again

(Number one)

Cause you can’t win

(You can’t win)

Your so-called vendetta was light like bird feathers

Even with an umbrella, you can’t stop my hurricane

I moved on to bigger and better things

Y’all still making minimum wage

First on stage, like the Ever I glazed

Leave you amazed, and keep the fifth by the rib cage

All you jealous ass hoes', rebellious ass hoes'

Still trying to recoup off the first album ass hoes'

You a gangster?

Prove it.

Wanna shoot me?

Do it

That’s word to Jerry McGuire, I’ll set that ass on fire

Tie you up with barbed wire, carve my name in your face

Pour gasoline on you, drop you at the gas station

Y’all chicks ain’t blind, I shine like polyurethane

Cocoa butter cream, vaseline and drugs baby like codeine

Low self-esteem?

Uh-uh, the flow is excellent

Yours is satisfactory, return them to the factory

I mean practically, the shit is wack to me

Mama bear, finally out of hibernating

Here to tell you chicks to stop tail-gating

I guess you know by now who’s number one

Brooklyn, Brooklyn that’s where I’m from

(Number one)

So if you got beef, you better think again

(Number one)

Cause you can’t win

(You can’t win)

I guess you know by now who’s number one

Brooklyn, Brooklyn that’s where I’m from

(Number one)

So if you got beef, you better think again

(Number one)

Cause you can’t win

(You can’t win)

It’s the B-I-G-M-A-M-A

Often tipsy, cabin in Poughkeepsie

I’ve been in this shit since Biz hit the

One-two, nothing left to do

Move it in there, cathedral ceilings

Don’t come to my house, it might hurt your feelings

P.Diddy introduced me to the business side

Spotted me a few mill and a couple of oil spills

That’s how we do it, you chicks is no frills

Doin' it Flinstones style, car with no wheels

Stealin' tricycles, ridin' bicycles

Our diamonds be so white they look like icicles

I’m getting sick and tired of hearing all these rough drafts

On the countdown (giggles) — don’t make me laugh

Got my own company, I’m chief of the staff

They say we twins, then I’m the better half

I’m nasty!

Worse than Howard Stern

This court is adjourned, and now it’s your turn, bitch!

I guess you know by now who’s number one

Brooklyn, Brooklyn that’s where I’m from

(Number one)

So if you got beef, you better think again

(Number one)

Cause you can’t win

(You can’t win)

I guess you know by now who’s number one

Brooklyn, Brooklyn that’s where I’m from

(Number one)

So if you got beef, you better think again

(Number one)

Cause you can’t win

(You can’t win)

Can you feel me?

I just wanna know if y’all can feel me

I just wanna know if y’all can feel me out there

It’s not a game, we’re back

And this time we’re not going anywhere

Number one, that’s my bitch

Recognize!

Ya feel me?