Baby Bash - Numero Uno lyrics

"I'm the one" "I'm the one"
"I'm the one" "Oh, no, no"
"I'm the one" "I'm the one"
"I'm the one" "Oh, no, no, baby"

It's the numero uno, number one chulo
Ridin' on the slab, with a top notch cool, oh
Everybody you know, say they do it big
Bros do it real sumo, that's what it is
I'm a Dope House profit
Suckers can't stop it
They might got muscle, but they got no logic
And I got a big heart, by the size of a lion
Five minus four, girl, without even tryin'
(Ugh) now stir that up and add it up
From Mexico to Canada
Professional, no amateur
And you gon' bust two times
When I smack it up then beat it up
Then spank it up
Til the (motherfuckin') DJ crank it up
I strip the game butt naked, girl
Line by line
Hold up, let me bust it to you one more time

"I'm the one" (Numero uno)
"I'm the one" (Numero uno)
"I'm the one" (Hold up, hold up)
"Oh, no, no" "I'm the one" (Numero uno)
"I'm the one" (Numero uno)
"I'm the one" (Hold up, hold up)
"Oh, no, no, baby"

Now you can go black, or you can go white
You can go red or brown
But it still ain't right
If the sauce ain't tight
And the swag ain't cripsy
With that bullshit, you can't miss me
Crissy Lizzy's, don't get nathin'
They about drama, I'm about bakin'
Never would I fake, cause I just don't purr
Ten thousand sqaure feet
And you ain't even gotta work (Ugh)
Cause I'm the cash and the check one
Candy paint wet one
Space fly like a punk rock Jetson
Always down to holla, holla, let's bet one
The one your mama told you, "Baby
Go get one"

Extra menace, no disrespect
Hop on, don't miss the jet uh
Extra menace, no disrespect uh
Hop on, don't miss the jet yee!

"I'm the one" (Numero uno)
"I'm the one" (Numero uno)
"I'm the one" (Hold up, hold up)
"Oh, no, no" "I'm the one" (Numero uno)
"I'm the one" (Numero uno)
"I'm the one" (Hold up, hold up)
"Oh, no, no, baby"

I tips and dips in Cadillacs (Cadillacs)
And I don't even trip off battle raps
(Battle raps
Blow so much purp', I get asthma attacks
(Asthma attacks)
Find this thick little mami
And I handle that (Ugh)
By the way, I'm 'bout these collar greens
(yeah)
Sqaures don't know, that's what dollar means
(Uh, uh) straight up out that Valley Jo
Vallejo h Town, Texas, Cali, bro
Yee!