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#1
Di sini saya muatkan lirik lagu #1 oleh Nelly sebagai koleksi lirik lagu yang popular. Ingin saya tekankan di sini bahawa lirik lagu #1 ini adalah bertujuan semata-mata untuk pembelajaran, dan bukan untuk meraih sebarang keuntungan. Hakcipta lagu adalah milik mutlak syarikat rakaman yang berkenaan.
Lirik lagu ini juga boleh didapati dari link di bawah :
Lirik Lagu #1 oleh Nelly
Uh uh uh
I just gotta bring it to they attention dirty, that's all..
[Nelly]
You better watch who you talkin bout; runnin your mouth, like you know me
You gon' F*** around and show why the "Show Me" get called the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one you can't hold me if your last name was Haynes
Only way you wear me out is stitch my name on your pants
No resident of France; but you swear I'm from Paris
Hundred-six karats - total? Naw that's per wrist
Trying to compurr this - my chain to yo' chain
I'm like Sprint or Motorola - no service, out of your range
You out of your brains, thinkin I'ma shout out your name
You gotta come up with better ways than that to catch your fame
All that pressure you applyin it's time to ease off
Before I hit you from the blindside takin your sleeves off
As much as we's floss, still hard to please boss
Don't be lyin b***hin and cryin - suck it up as a loss
Cause your, acts is wack, your whole label is wack
And matter fact, eh eh-eh eh a-hold that
[Chorus: Nelly]
I.. am.. number one - no matter if you like it
Here take it sit down and write it
I.. am.. number one
Hey hey hey hey hey hey - now let me ask you man
What does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers (hey)
What does it take to be number one?
Hey hey hey hey..
[unknown girl]
Do you like it when I shake it for ya, daddy? Move it all around?
Let you get a peep before it touches the ground?
[Nelly]
Hell yeah ma I love a girl that's willin to learn
Willin to get in the driver's seat and willin to turn
And not concerned about that he say, she say, did he say
what I think he said? Squash that, he probably got that off eBay
Or some, Internet access some, website chat line
Mad cause I got mine, don't wind up on the flat line
Ohh if my uncle could see me know
If he could see how many rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulatin my style right to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better wait 'til they calm down
I got hella shorties, comin askin, "Yo where the party?"
Ohh lordy - will I continue to act naughty?
Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo' sho'
I'm not a man of many words but there's one thing I know - pimp
[Chorus]
I.. am.. number one - no matter if you like it
Here take it sit down and write it
Hey I.. am.. number one
Hey hey hey hey hey hey - now tell me now dirty
What does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
Tell me - what does it take to be number one?
Hey hey hey hey..
[Nelly]
Check it, uhh, check, yo
Aiyyo I'm tired of people judgin what's real Hip-Hop
Half the time you be them niggaz who F***in album flop
YOU KNOW! Boat done sank and it ain't left the dock
C'MON! Mad cause I'm hot; HE JUST - mad cause he not
You ain't gotta gimme my props, just gimme the yachts
Gimme my rocks, and keep my fans comin in flocks
'Til you top the Superbowl, keep your mouth on lock
Shhhhh.. {*crickets*} I'm awake, ha ha ha!
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm humble in real life
Taking nothin for granted blessin e'rything on my life
Trying to see a new light at the top of the roof
Baby name not Sigel but I speak +The Truth+
I heat the booth - Nelly actin so uncouth
Top down shirt off in the coupe, spreadin the loot
With my family and friends, and my closest of kin
And I'll do it again if it means I'ma win
[Chorus]
Dirty I.. am.. number one - no matter if you like it
Here take it sit down and write it
Hey I.. am.. number one
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Dirty what does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
EY! - what does it take to be number one?
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Heyyyy I.. am.. number one
I.. am.. number one
What does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
What does it take to be number one?
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
I.. am.. number one
Uhh uhh uh, uh uh uhh-uh uh
Listen I I, I I I-I number one..
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I I, I I, number one..
The two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
.. number one
Cause two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
# 1 Stunna oleh Big Tymers
Selamat datang ke blog Lirik Lagu & Ringtones. Sememangnya menjadi hobi saya menghimpun lirik-lirik bagi lagu yang popular masa kini, tidak kiralah ianya dalam apa bahasa sekalipun. Untuk lirik pertama di dalam blog ini, saya catatkan di sini lirik lagu berbahasa Inggeris bertajuk # 1 Stunna nyanyian Big Tymers.
Lirik lagu ini juga boleh didapati dari link di bawah :
Lirik Lagu # 1 Stunna oleh Big Tymers
[baby]
Nigga can't out-stunt me when i come in these F***in' cars, nigga
Believe that!
You know me - i don't need no introduction and s**t
Ride bentley's 'round the city on buttons, ya b***h
Arm hangin', wrist blingin' - just stun'n and s**t
Drop the top
Block is hot
Stay bumpin', ya b***h
When b. atrice get it right, don't tangle and twist it
Hit the club every night, drunk - drinkin' that crissy
Niggas mad - don't like it 'cause i'm bangin' they b***hes
When the light hit the ice, it twankle and glistens
Baby, brian, b., bubba - you can call me what you feel
Hoppin' out the platinum hummer with the platinum grill
With the platinum pieces, and the platinum chains
With the platinum watches, and the platinum rings (platinum rings)
That s**t ain't changed
Still doin' my thing
Still do it for the block - nuts hang and swing
You don't know another nigga that could stunt like me (stunt like me)
Big tymers representin', nigga - the u.p.t.
(hook [baby + lil' wayne])
[baby]
I'ma a hard stun'n nigga like evil knievel
[lil' wayne]
Jumpin' out lex's and hummers - showin' off for my people
[baby]
I'm the # 1 stunna!
[lil' wayne]
What, wh-what, what?
[baby]
The # 1 stunna!
[lil' wayne]
What, wh-what, what?
[baby]
James bond, jackie chan, and that b***h, mcgiver
[lil' wayne]
Private planes, jaguars, bentley's, and prowlers
[baby]
I'm the # 1 stunna!
[lil' wayne]
What, wh-what, what?
[baby]
The # 1 stunna!
[lil' wayne]
What, wh-what, what?
[baby]
All my thugs own cars - when i ride, i'm fly
We thugs, not stars - b***h, ride or die
Puttin' bricks on blocks, nigga - cooked and cut
Juvy 'bout to hold the rocks, nigga, hook it up
Diamonds on my hoes' feet - when they walk, they spark
Diamonds in my F***in' teeth - when i talk, i spark
Don't F*** around with beef - when it start, i spark
Me and my hot boy creeps - when it's dark, we spark
Just bought a new car, and i was thinkin' 'bout a million
The motherF***in' driver seat sittin' in the middle
Me and my son, wheezy, got a house by the water
I'll be F***in' bad b***hes (bad b***hes, bad b***hes)
[lil' wayne]
I be hittin' they daughters
[baby]
I like my d**k sucked fast
[lil' wayne]
I like to play with them rookies
[baby]
I like to F*** 'em in they ass while he beat up the p**sy
I'm the number-one stunna - you don't want my s**t
I'ma stunt 'til i die, b***h, the s**t don't quit
(hook [baby + lil' wayne])
[juvenile]
Baby, pop the crystile, and shine the jew-els
Get the cadillac from (?) with twenty-inch l's
[lil' wayne]
Boss b.,
Slow down in the jag, you lost me
[baby]
{tires squeal}
Slow down, wayne - you know that's all on me
[lil' wayne]
But you know how slow the new rolls royce be
Come on - you know how slow the new rolls royce be
[juvenile]
Baby, give me the keys, give me the weed,
Give me the g's, give me the mack-10
Let me see happenin'
To me, these niggas last in
[lil' wayne]
What's up, boss b.
You ever got beef with a busta, you can call me
You know i keep a "blucka-blucka"
Hit 'em all week
Give me the keys to the bubble
I'm on wall street
Juvenile (juvenile)
[juvenile]
Baby, let me get the keys to the rover truck
Man, let me get this beef s**t over, bruh
[lil' wayne]
But wait,
My nigga, baby - he live on chrome
My nigga, baby - he get his shine on
(hook2x [baby + lil' wayne])
[baby]
Now, it's plain and simple, nigga
I ain't met a nigga yet
Could F*** with these cash money hot boys with these cars, nigga
See that new monte carlo, that's hot and on fire
That my dog, fresh, had first
We got 'em on dubs
That lexus - the new one - that come out in 2001 with the frog eyes
I got that b***h on dubs
And that yu- the new yukon, that's bubble-eye
I got that b***h on dubs
And that mercedes wagon, with the kit, that's kitted out
Look like it got frog eyes
That b***h on dubs
And i got that benz that me and my dog bought for our b***hes
We got this s**t here on dubs
We all drive bentley's on dubs
I'm tryin' to put platinum eyebrows on these hoes
I just bought me a platinum football field, nigga
Ya understand?
Don't F*** with me with these cars, nigga (at all, playboy)
We the number-one stunnas, nigga (nigga, we don't give a F***)
Got that viper with them rattlin stripes, with that kit
Ya understand?
We ain't playin'
Tv's in all our s**t
Believe that, playboy
(F*** your whole hood up)
Lirik lagu # 1 Stunna oleh Big Tymers ini adalah bagi tujuan pembelajaran sahaja, dan hakcipta lagu dimiliki oleh syarikat rakaman yang berkenaan.
Lirik lagu ini juga boleh didapati dari link di bawah :
Lirik Lagu # 1 Stunna oleh Big Tymers
[baby]
Nigga can't out-stunt me when i come in these F***in' cars, nigga
Believe that!
You know me - i don't need no introduction and s**t
Ride bentley's 'round the city on buttons, ya b***h
Arm hangin', wrist blingin' - just stun'n and s**t
Drop the top
Block is hot
Stay bumpin', ya b***h
When b. atrice get it right, don't tangle and twist it
Hit the club every night, drunk - drinkin' that crissy
Niggas mad - don't like it 'cause i'm bangin' they b***hes
When the light hit the ice, it twankle and glistens
Baby, brian, b., bubba - you can call me what you feel
Hoppin' out the platinum hummer with the platinum grill
With the platinum pieces, and the platinum chains
With the platinum watches, and the platinum rings (platinum rings)
That s**t ain't changed
Still doin' my thing
Still do it for the block - nuts hang and swing
You don't know another nigga that could stunt like me (stunt like me)
Big tymers representin', nigga - the u.p.t.
(hook [baby + lil' wayne])
[baby]
I'ma a hard stun'n nigga like evil knievel
[lil' wayne]
Jumpin' out lex's and hummers - showin' off for my people
[baby]
I'm the # 1 stunna!
[lil' wayne]
What, wh-what, what?
[baby]
The # 1 stunna!
[lil' wayne]
What, wh-what, what?
[baby]
James bond, jackie chan, and that b***h, mcgiver
[lil' wayne]
Private planes, jaguars, bentley's, and prowlers
[baby]
I'm the # 1 stunna!
[lil' wayne]
What, wh-what, what?
[baby]
The # 1 stunna!
[lil' wayne]
What, wh-what, what?
[baby]
All my thugs own cars - when i ride, i'm fly
We thugs, not stars - b***h, ride or die
Puttin' bricks on blocks, nigga - cooked and cut
Juvy 'bout to hold the rocks, nigga, hook it up
Diamonds on my hoes' feet - when they walk, they spark
Diamonds in my F***in' teeth - when i talk, i spark
Don't F*** around with beef - when it start, i spark
Me and my hot boy creeps - when it's dark, we spark
Just bought a new car, and i was thinkin' 'bout a million
The motherF***in' driver seat sittin' in the middle
Me and my son, wheezy, got a house by the water
I'll be F***in' bad b***hes (bad b***hes, bad b***hes)
[lil' wayne]
I be hittin' they daughters
[baby]
I like my d**k sucked fast
[lil' wayne]
I like to play with them rookies
[baby]
I like to F*** 'em in they ass while he beat up the p**sy
I'm the number-one stunna - you don't want my s**t
I'ma stunt 'til i die, b***h, the s**t don't quit
(hook [baby + lil' wayne])
[juvenile]
Baby, pop the crystile, and shine the jew-els
Get the cadillac from (?) with twenty-inch l's
[lil' wayne]
Boss b.,
Slow down in the jag, you lost me
[baby]
{tires squeal}
Slow down, wayne - you know that's all on me
[lil' wayne]
But you know how slow the new rolls royce be
Come on - you know how slow the new rolls royce be
[juvenile]
Baby, give me the keys, give me the weed,
Give me the g's, give me the mack-10
Let me see happenin'
To me, these niggas last in
[lil' wayne]
What's up, boss b.
You ever got beef with a busta, you can call me
You know i keep a "blucka-blucka"
Hit 'em all week
Give me the keys to the bubble
I'm on wall street
Juvenile (juvenile)
[juvenile]
Baby, let me get the keys to the rover truck
Man, let me get this beef s**t over, bruh
[lil' wayne]
But wait,
My nigga, baby - he live on chrome
My nigga, baby - he get his shine on
(hook2x [baby + lil' wayne])
[baby]
Now, it's plain and simple, nigga
I ain't met a nigga yet
Could F*** with these cash money hot boys with these cars, nigga
See that new monte carlo, that's hot and on fire
That my dog, fresh, had first
We got 'em on dubs
That lexus - the new one - that come out in 2001 with the frog eyes
I got that b***h on dubs
And that yu- the new yukon, that's bubble-eye
I got that b***h on dubs
And that mercedes wagon, with the kit, that's kitted out
Look like it got frog eyes
That b***h on dubs
And i got that benz that me and my dog bought for our b***hes
We got this s**t here on dubs
We all drive bentley's on dubs
I'm tryin' to put platinum eyebrows on these hoes
I just bought me a platinum football field, nigga
Ya understand?
Don't F*** with me with these cars, nigga (at all, playboy)
We the number-one stunnas, nigga (nigga, we don't give a F***)
Got that viper with them rattlin stripes, with that kit
Ya understand?
We ain't playin'
Tv's in all our s**t
Believe that, playboy
(F*** your whole hood up)
Lirik lagu # 1 Stunna oleh Big Tymers ini adalah bagi tujuan pembelajaran sahaja, dan hakcipta lagu dimiliki oleh syarikat rakaman yang berkenaan.
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