Übersetzung: Number One Fan. Come On.
? Come on, come on, come on, Don't be afraid of it, falling in love Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on
with a black need They wanna jack me like some kind of crack fiend I wonder if knows that my income is more than His pension, salary and then some Your daughter is my number one fan
never fully get it ? this Bone flow! Smilin', hatin' but you'll see me on the low! (low) In the game with the number one! Straight from the Cleveland
joke!) A one-shock hack on a track, get your pass revoked! (get your pass revoked!) I got keys to the city and we locking you out We come hard for the
phone, And dial up my number, And call me a baby, I'm waiting on you. Why don't you pick the phone, And dial up my number, Just call me a baby,
: Ohh! Yeah! So much for first single on this one [Verse 1] Shady's the label Aftermath is the stable That the horses come out erra Of course we
Shit, Dre stuck me in a suitcase when he went (* zipper sound *) "Come on, let's go!" Want a deal? Study these 5 chapters Lesson One: Throw demos as
Forty Four Year Old Fan With A Chip On His Shoulder Who Only Owns A Half Of A Magazine And The Only Way To Have It Seen Is To Put Me On The Front Of
the number one club hit (Yup, uh huh) But they love it when you make your business public so fuck it, I've got herpes while we on the subject (uh-huh)
fly I'm like, Che Guevara with bling on, I'm complex I never claimed to have wings on Nigga I get mine - by any means on whenever there's a drought Get
sky Livin' up on the hill Please come to LA She just said no, boy, won't you come home to me [Refrain] I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee
people come to my shows in big numbers Tossin they hands in the air like lettuce and Q/cucumbers They know who we R/are, S/especially Lamar Biggest fan
on 'em, man I just shitted on 'em Shitted on 'em, put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em Shitted on 'em, man I just shitted on 'em Shitted
for dead, dissed and fogotten Luck ran out, they hoped that I'd be gone, stiff and rotten Y'all just piss on me, shit on me, spit on my grave (uh) Talk
vs the Crane Style Death to the enemy, Wu brother number one The centipede, trouble some Send 'em all to Kingdom Come Sun still shine one Time for your
nigga Jasper swag me up Swag me up, swag is us, who can tell me how to fuck? Our number one fans is faggots that used to laugh at us Tell me who rad as
you won't reach the trunk Crunk from the funk and blunt now my bodies numb Give me one I got me one now busta you gone give me some Just cause you crave
