Lyrics:
the times ticking
Tick tick
Topless im snappin like braw straps
Pick up slack like moms back
Gotta make sacrifices be the top nd Fall back
Fuck any nigga
Woah
It's me time
Screaming you don't know me
I'm on TI
Bitch
It's me time
Soo let me chill for a minute
Got it back
It's funny how nowadays
The world
with the high-top fades
It doesn't matter if you're shy or wild
It's done by all, man or child
Keep shakin' your head, like a goose
And bob your body
to get back right
Yeah, top down, hair back (skrt)
Ride by the HYPEBEAST on Fairfax (true)
Monday morn', I don't wanna hear trap (no)
I play Rick
Top Quality Productions! Unk Camp! Dj Unk!
Tell Um How To Do It Shawty!
[Unk:]
Catch Da Beat Like Me. Bounce Ya Body Like Dis.
You Can Do It By
watch
But they ain't the man in the mirror
I know I'm surrounded by opps
But I like to keep all of em near
Take over the top of the year
Take over the top
Can't make you love me like you love her
Day and night you crave that high
Infatuated by her
Why do I waste my time?
I pretend that I don't know
ain’t seeing what I like don’t trip move on to the next
More choices than a menu with a top chef that’s best bet
Now we say tis the season with greetings
Ti, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do oh-oh-oh
(Do) a deer, a female deer
(Re) a drop of golden sun
(Mi) a name I call
Ti, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do oh-oh-oh
(Do) a deer, a female deer
(Re) a drop of golden sun
(Mi) a name I call
go rule again o
Money sef e dey ja ja ja o
Angelina to ni ikebe n'la
A ti'n do e lowo (wanna top on your big big big body)
Ikebe super ikebe ginger
O
Top down, she got flew'd out (whoa)
On the back seat with the extendo (yeah)
Smokin' indoor with my jewels out (yeah)
One-twenty, I blew right by
life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)
Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)
[T.I.:]
Never mind what
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ
my old girl now I'm back in the game
Used to care what people thought, always something to say
Now I move by myself, always keepin' it silent
New one
make it rain
Still stackin' thе guap
Straight to the top
Then when they see
it they asking for favours
I'm on my grind motivated by haters
But imma get
words I live by the gat and that's my toy
And out on the streets, I'm mama's bad boy
[Chorus]
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Digging in the scene with
[T.I.]
Aight nigga, you already know what it is man
A-Town, H-Town connection nigga
T.I.P. man, you understand that?
My homeboy Paul Wall, extended
on the A get bun
Drills get done by me and the guys
Dbo tryna swing for backs
He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside
Scar man's face like Al Pacino
Tried to find some there
But it was dawn by the time I got close
Yea we were way on top
Way on top, way on top the world
And we were way on top
Way
Back, on the block, so we can rock
With the soul, rhythm, blues, be bop and hip hop
Back on the block
Back on the block
[ VERSE 1: Ice-T ]
inside my head
I got these Demons that's up top
And they live deep inside my head
I'm tryna clear 'em out
They talking back
I think they're here to stay
shit back (shit back)
See me pull up inna drop top (drop top)
Shawty buss it down lemme see that ass pop (pop)
Turn around Back dat ass up don’t stop
gon' jump like pop rocks
Drive by in the drop top
Boy gon' get his top popped
Pistol make a nigga pop lock
Boy gon' jump like pop rocks
Drive by in
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