No. 1 Headband

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All that I want is a little bit of buh-duh-dabba-dabba-za-za

Buh-duh-zoobba-zabba

And they say that what I want, they say all that I want, that I want

All that I want is a little boppa-da-toppa-ta-ta-tada-dum

And I say that all that I want is just a little bit of bam, bam, ba-bam, bam, bown, bown

It's the—

It's the way of the warrior, wading the waters of waters for crystal clear

Lyrical smears, pierces the ears like Mike

Like mics pointed at monitors, receivin' fever like a thermometer

We burnin', well turn it back like thermostats

Burnin' like Mississippi and furnaces, and thermoses, and gats

Right after brats, right after that

We be coolin', jump back in the pool and

This the Samurai, how are you doin'?

I'ma be the one that you—

Yeah, I'ma be the one that you— (I'ma be the one)

Oh yeah, I'ma be the one

That you— that you— that you—

I'ma be the one that you (I'ma be the one)

I'ma be the one, I'ma be the one that you— (I'll be the one)

I'ma be the one that you (I'ma be the one)

Bum, bum, bum, bum (I'ma be the one)

I turn letters to rhetoric

Turnin' feathers to fetishes, dispersin' treasure

Like turkeys in the ghetto, gather 'round, you receptors

Come and look inside of these walls like metal detectors

If they could talk, they would probably say it's soft

Them is just my thoughts go off, even if it's off, but never caught

How Sway? How Ye?

Trial day, know exactly just what I'll say

When they ask whatever, I'll say "No idea"

Can you approach the bench with no Ikea to build your case?

Feelin' safe, but still escape, a chilling place

Around a bunch of sinners who feelin' great

Or around a bunch of **** who innovate, take real estate

Gentrify different sides like Geminis

Energize like the Starship Enterprise

I'ma be the one that you—

Yeah, I'ma be the one that you— (I'ma be the one)

I'ma be the one you—

(I'll be the one, I'ma be the one)

(I'll be the one, I'ma be the one)

I'ma be the one (I'ma be the one)

I'ma be the one (I'ma be the one)

Yeah, numero uno, Yokozuna and sumo

To try to run in my shoes, gotta throw yo' Pumas to Pluto

Karate in those huaraches, only zookas get that judo

How far your soul go is so far and solar

And Solo is no-show and anti and social

Turned Gary to Gold Coast, from goalpost

From soldier to toll roads, I told bro, "I'm number one"

Put the "go" in the Gohan, turn go into Voltron

I'm the number-one headband wearer

Walk it like I talk it, never false it like Farrah

Headphones on the train, headbanging to the snare-a

I'll put it in your range, let it wang like Vera

For everyone, stereo feel like steroids to carry

Heavy shit to pick up, but you could barely lift, now you Larry Wheels

Done, so bring it back to the flex

Just flip it over, put it back in the deck

I'ma be the one that you—

Yeah, I'ma be the one that you— (I'ma be the one)

I'ma be the one you—

(I'll be the one, I'ma be the one)

(I'll be the one, I'ma be the one)

(I'ma be the one)

(I'ma be the one)