[Kookie]

"I'm the one"

"I'm the one"

"I'm the one"

"Oh, no, no"

"I'm the one"

"I'm the one"

"I'm the one"

"Oh, no, no, baby"

[Verse 1 - baby bash]

It's the numero

Uno, number one chulo

Ridin' on the slab, with a top notch cool, oh

Everybody you know, say they do it big

Bros do it real sumo, that's what it is

I'm a dope house profit, suckers can't stop it

They might got muscle, but they got no logic

And I got a big heart, by the size of a lion

Five minus four, girl, without even tryin' (ugh!)

Now stir that up and add it up

From mexico to canada

Professional, no amateur

And you gon' bust two times, when I smack it up

Then beat it up

Then spank it up

Til the (motherfuckin') dj crank it up

I strip the game butt-naked, girl, line by line

Hold up, let me bust it to you one more time

[Break kookie (baby bash slowed down)]

"I'm the one" (numero uno...)

"I'm the one" (numero uno...)

"I'm the one" (hold up, hold up...)

"Oh, no, no"

"I'm the one" (numero uno...)

"I'm the one" (numero uno...)

"I'm the one" (hold up, hold up...)

"Oh, no, no, baby"

[Verse 2]

Now you can go

Black, or you can go white

You can go red or brown, but it still ain't right

If the sauce ain't tight, and the swag ain't cripsy

With that bullshit, you can't miss me

Crissy lizzy's, don't get nathin'

They about drama, I'm about bakin'

Never would I fake, cause I just don't purr

Ten thousand sqaure feet, and you ain't even gotta work (ugh!)

Cause I'm the cash and the check one, candy paint wet one

Space fly like a punk rock jetson

Always down to holla, holla, let's bet one

The one your mama told you, "baby, go get one"

[Hook baby bash]

Extra menace, no disrespect

Hop on, don't miss the jet

Uh

Extra menace, no disrespect

Uh

Hop on, don't miss the jet

Yee!

[Repeat break]

[Verse 3]

I tips and dips in cadillacs (cadillacs)

And I don't even trip off battle raps (battle raps

Blow so much purp', I get asthma attacks (asthma attacks)

Find this thick little mami, and I handle that (ugh!)

By the way, I'm 'bout these collar greens (yeah)

Sqaures don't know, that's what dollar means (uh uh)

Straight up out that valley jo/vallejo

H-town, texas, cali, bro

Yee!