my son will get to understand the fun that comes from the summer with the one you call the one Background Singing: (Chorus) (Your number one) X8 Slug
if my son will get to understand the fun that comes from the summer with the one you call the one [Chorus: Background Singing] (Your number one) [X8
Übersetzung: Atmosphäre. Number One.
Übersetzung: Atmosphäre. Die Nummer Eins.
my son will get to understand the fun that comes from the summer with the one you call the one [Chorus: Background Singing] (Your number one) [X8] [
mama felt (yea) Getting ran over (yea) But this ain't a cycle here (oh) This one is over (yea) Something told me to check my time If I'm the one that
And never been above so the ba-bum-ba-bum-bum-pum-pum... This thing ups, let us all give some Number one yo, I'm number none, no comparision And make
watch the fish fry... [Chorus] [Outro: Tekitha] One Step... One, One, Step, Step One, One, Flesh One, One, Step.. One, One, Breath... One.. Step.... One
on the atmosphere Contained inside this mask I wear. My breathing is all I hear. I've got the target switch in hand. I just feel numb, scanning the
, dependent on the atmosphere Contained inside this mask I wear. My breathing is all I hear. I?ve got the target switch in hand. I just feel numb, scanning
autumn, fall, into the bottom of black, holes Make a left on nothingness cause that's where I'm at Cold as summer, I got yo' number, you got my number
in autumn, fall, into the bottom of black, holes Make a left on nothingness cause that's where I'm at Cold as summer, I got yo' number, you got my number
a bottle of Dom [Cee-Lo:] I am here (I am here) This is the place (This is the place) The atmosphere of espionage at expensive tape And each one that
by to authenticate") Robotic contract is my verbal attack Verbal abstract, flexible choice, operation flexible voice Orchestrated one, detonator son Sci-fi numbers
number one hit My number one hit My number one hit My number one hit You are my number one hit My number one hit My number one hit My number one hit
leather Make a better tomorrow Condition your atmosphere, air like feathers The fire come, transmit vire come The higher sire come, we burn your wire Wu-Tang be number one
straight from the slums And never been above so the ba-bum-ba-bum-bum-pum-pum... This thing ups, let us all give some Number one yo, I'm number none,
