[2Pac]
Number one, and ya don`t stop
Gotta be number one, here we come, lick a gunshot
Check out me and Mon
[Money B]
One, not two, and ya don`t stop
Me and 2Pac comin true, and ya don`t stop
[2Pac]
Gotta be number one, me and Mon, and ya don`t stop
Gotta be number one, here we come, lick a gunshot
[Money B]
Lickin em down fast, number one, and ya don`t stop
Bustin NUFF ass, number one, and ya don`t stop
[2Pac]
The caper was planned, I called my main man Money B
I`m bout to go snuff this kid called Billboard Charts, run with me
[Money B]
Billboard Charts, I remember that name, tell me more `Pac
[2Pac]
He`s stupid for loops and he`s got me (CUCKOO!) for goin pop
[Money B]
When do we drop him? (What?) Knock him and take his loot?
(Snap crackle) bang bang, there`s blood on his fuckin shoe
[2Pac]
Uh-uh, nobody shoot (Why?) Cause that ain`t the way to go
We gotta convince him to play our tracks on the radio
[Money B]
Aiyyo let me convince him (hah), a clip and an AK
SHIT`LL BE OKAY, cause he`ll play what I say
[2Pac]
Well that`s how it goes, ain`t nuttin left but to pull it
(Takin no prisoners) Here I come... NUMBER ONE WITH A BULLET
*number one chorus*
Here I come (number one) number one (here I come)
Here I come (number one) NUMBER ONE WITH A BULLET
Here I come (number one) number one (here I come
number one with the) BUCK BUCK BUCK!
(Number one) here I come (number one) here I come
(Number one) number one (here I come) NUMBER ONE WITH A BULLET
Here I come (number one) number one (here I come
number one with the) BUCK BUCK BUCK!
[2Pac] Hey yo, check this out, we wanna get a contract so we can get our money
*interlude*
[shady industry rap]
Ohhhhh, you kids like to rap huh? I love rap music
Hey, I really like your groovy threads
But you need a couple things, you need a couple more things
(hey yo, check this out, we don`t wanna hear all that)
to really make it in the business
We need, baggy pants and ruffles, how bout some hightop fades
[2Pac] Ahh hell no, ohh HELL NO... yo Mon, he buggin
with yellow hightop streaks
Ohh yeah, but really there`s a couple more things we need
[2Pac] Fuck that, that`s that bullshit
We`re gonna really need some newjack swing beat R&B hip-hop crap
Ohh you`re gonna need dancers, what`s a hip-hop show without dancers
Explosions, light shows...
[both] FREEZE! Please, Mr. BillB freeze!
[Money B]
Drop to your knees, or I`ll pop and you`ll knock Z`s
(Musta mistook me for a crook) searchin for a hook
(Ya took another look, checked my rhymebook)
Huh, nothin but hits upon mo` hits
(I ain`t tryin to hear this shit) from the tricks in the business
[2Pac]
Money, I told ya how they played me
FROM A TO Z, LIKE AN H-O-E, glad ya came to save me
(Well I didn`t want to make another lullaby)
Come soft as butter I, guess that I`m doomed no matter what I try
[Money B]
The charts won`t give us any justice
[2Pac]
Mon we gotta bust this
Pull it if he moves, then I (bust this) splat
(on the wall like a fly) tell him why
[Money B]
Well if that`s what it takes to be number one, number one here I come
*number one chorus* (repeat to end)
