It also features a dubstep bridge before the final chorus. Musically, "You Da One" is a mid-tempo pop and reggae song, which incorporates elements of electropop, dancehall and dubstep.
Throughout December 2011 and January 2012, a remix extended play (EP) was released worldwide.
It was added to US Mainstream, rhythmic and urban radio station playlists on November 29, 2011.
It premiered on US radio on November 11, 2011, and was made available to download digitally throughout Europe and Australasia on November 14, 2011. Kuk Harrell and Marcas Tovar recorded the track at the Sofital Paris Le Laubourg, Room 538, and Westlake Recording Studios in Los Angeles, California. Production of the song was completed by Gottwald, under his production name Dr. It was co-written by Rihanna with Ester Dean, Henry Walter, John Hill and Lukasz Gottwald. I am the one, don't weigh a ton Don't need a gun to get respect up on the street (Okay) Under the sun, the bastard son Will pop the Glock to feed himself and family (Sheesh) By any means, your enemies, my enemies We wet them up like a canteen (Damn) The yellow tape surrounds the fate Don't have a face, so now you late, open the gates (Damn) Ultimate, infinite, flow is opium Open the internet, photosynthesis Put in parentheses, temporary Very scary if I feel like Dirty Harry Just might bust a bitch, never knew my life But yet the question is, "Is he fake? Is he real?" What the message is, chop a bitch nigga up I'ma sever it when I sever shit I kill 'em, no Kony, these niggas ain't homies Claim you the homie, I turn into Broly Droppin' melodic, enter the cosmic Flow like a prophet, lyrical toxic Flow like a foreigner, I'm the torturer Out of South Florida, call the coroner Killed in the corridor, I'm the overlord Rhymes like a sorcerer, I'm an animorph Bitch, I'm a beast Nigga, you tell me who fuckin' with me K to the I to the N to the G Claim you the hottest, but I disagree Better learn something and get a degree This for Lord Infamous, so R.I."You da One" is a song by Bajan recording artist Rihanna recorded for her sixth studio album, Talk That Talk (2011). Ronny J, listen up I am the one, don't weigh a ton Don't need a gun to get respect up on the street (Okay) Under the sun, the bastard son Will pop the Glock to feed himself and family (Sheesh) By any means, your enemies, my enemies We wet them up like a canteen (Damn) The yellow tape surrounds the fate Don't have a face, so now you late, open the gates (God damn) Great, eliminate like ElimiDate (Ooh) Hey, young boy had to penetrate (Ooh) Face, young boy done caught a case (Ooh) Bang, now his mama livin' with the pain (Uh) Wait, doctor says he's gonna stay (Huh?) Let him get the Senzu Bean so he regenerate (Oh) Now a nigga harder than the head of the state (damn) Denzel Curry is the new candidate (Damn) Ultimate, alternate, you are the opposite Stop this shit, chop your esophagus (Esophagus) Bitches be boppin' it, bow down and pop it in Droppin' it in her esophagus (Esophagus) She get so nasty, in public she classy Perhaps she is able to swallow it (Uh) Girl, I can make you a star (Star, ooh) Then I put her ass on Apollo, bitch (Damn) Bitch, I am ultimate, behold my awesomeness Narcissist, part time an arsonist (Flame) Rippin' through cartilage, I am the hardest, bitch Wrap it up, put in sarcophagus (Damn) Dearly departed, it's done when it started So now that I'm livin' so harmonious (Harmonious) Feelin' like Spartacus, Curry the ultimate I am the best, there's no politics Bitch, I'm ultimate Ultimate Bitch, I'm