your number one fan Lady said I'm your number one fan Baby I'm your number one fan I'll be your number one fan Ooo... she's sexy as she wanna be
all candour I would tell you it's, It's outrageous filth. So I'll be looking from this senator's standpoint Not just to bring pression, But to try to
you popped kid and rocked your son Though you ho's strung now didn't knock or tongue 'Cuz it's wrong 'Cuz it's wrong 'Cuz it's wrong 'Cuz it's wrong
eventually started creepin' But for me it's just sex For her it's cheatin' It went down, one time, two times, once more Talkin' real passionate, every time it
email logged on it Junk mail, junk mail, dog-gone-it! Everybody they just tryin' to sell me they product But there was one email that just caught my optic It
Let's wait and see it may just be the perfect year. (THEY dance.) NORMA It's New Year's Eve and hope are high, Dance one year in, kiss one good-bye
jazz, she's her number one fan But I know I'm bad, 'cause I do the Bartman Everybody, if you can do the Bartman Shake your body, turn it out if you can
stand the rain now Die hard fan Call me john john mcclain now Snake verse the crane style Death to the enemy Wu brother number one The centipede Troublesome
Timb And wondered could some trill niggaz rock it with him Shit big Bun was all for it, but Pimp wasn't sure But "Big Pimpin" hit 'em 187-Pure Number one
' to the door but, right before we stepped outside she bought me one more And now I'm feelin' it, I had my had down my pocket but she's stealing it, with
here, still with it. Gotta tell the truth. We changed things. Bringin' somethin' new that's everlasting. I'm a keep it real. It's next to nothin'! Doin
make me sorry It's what I want, it's what I want And I'll tell you what You know me, and I can be A very, very vicious critic Another fan's appreciation
really just the One who could help me? Signed now your #1 fan sincerely Chorus Dear number one fan I got a lot to tell you But with e-mail there?s
Fuck it, Rhymesayers already got the twin cities locked Support's overwhelming, ain't no need for you to give me props [Hook: x2] It's time to reach
[Lil' Rob:] Hey, this one's for everybody Everyone who's ever Wrote me fanmail and never got a response Hey, this one's for everybody Everyone who's ever
before he "night-night" ask him how the light felt I wouldn't take their tape if they gave it free Maybe it's me, maybe it's V! Throw down the key, y
I could never blend in To society's mainstream, American dream Yeah, it's all one love, but remember one thing This music is my life, not a cultural fling It's
in the hood all the hustlers and g's, no he's a joke, that's why I treat a nigga, just when he eat it I tell him 'beat It nigga' real bitches, true to