Lyrics:
It's the return, East Atlanta, Santa!
Off the wall, off the chain
Off the top, I'm off the leash
So many freaks coming by the spot
Had to move,
draws, no draws, no draws
Alright, girl, this love has doomed us by design
Because we're here on borrowed time
(Because we're here on borrowed time)
a damn...from the top tah da bottom..
Its choppa city in da ghetto,
yea we on dat lever, flippin and turnin I hope you niggaz bout whateva,
50 100 mane we'll
the one who's made you free
Love like an avalanche knocks you over
Tears rolling down my face
I can't help by say that
I'm on top of the world
Seeing
Southern California
Uh fresh off the runway, today gon' be a good day
Her first time in LA, she heard 'bout Secret Sunday
Party on roof top, convertible
we land, beach resort, what you thought?
No one else, top shelf, top notch, I love you like you hip-hop
Keep it on you don't stop, what?
You out
my Latin ladies, You all know you drive me crazy
by come give it to me baby
Chiqui, wha, what?, Que, que?
I could be your love if you let me
you to know (Hov', I wanna let you know)
It ain't where I been (it ain't where I been, Hov')
But where I'm 'bout to go (top of the world, Young Hova,
you to know (Hov', I wanna let you know)
It ain't where I been (it ain't where I been, Hov')
But where I'm 'bout to go (top of the world, Young Hova,
the car got the bow top house, got the yacht
When I cheated you was loyal stood by my side
That's why I went from three to one, like I made five
We
I try to get away
Your love is quick
Silver falling through my hands
You dart away again
Come back mercury girl
You'll rise to the top of my world
the sun's up
Huh, young niggas run everything
A$AP to the top and these bitches love everything
Uh, God bless America, my flow is scarier
Style wild
or what you may have heard
I am
Top 5 dead or alive
Everything is real ain't nothing cozy
Fresher than a young nigga mind of a OG
Inhale exhale yea cherish
to the top of some hell of a hill
Through the whisper of trees came artillery breeze
He said I love the way the wind comes a'tickling my knees
Jane shot
to give you credit for the things you do
Love the way you be twerking dancing doing you
You hop on top take control then you catch me
Catch me looking eye
that good kinda love
Loving the things only a good country girl does
Cast a line in the water, back in the hollar
Sipping shine by the fireside
It ain't
to this song, you're taking the shit too serious, It's hip hop man, its fucking fun.
I love eatin cereal when I'm watchin my cartoons,
I love Fruity
knowledge, yeah
See, I saw a nigga get killed back when I was a toddler, yeah
So how I'm 'posed to love, girl? Now how I'm 'posed to fear? Yeah
I talk
Had a hell of a time and we went all night
By morning she messed up my head
I swore her off, but I'll be damned
I fell in love with tequila again
[Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Yeah, yo Cain (what up nigga)
Why wouldn't these bitches love us nigga?
Why wouldn't these niggas hate us huh?
(Why
down in the DM, even your stock
You gotta love it, bitches after me, hassle me by the dozen
If she can't have me, she ask do I got a brother
I'm
In the end (In the end)
With the men dem (With the men dem)
40k on the dash (40k on the dash)
Drop the top (yeah! yeah!)
And I’m gone in a flash
Oh Oh Oh, I'm smoking strong
She said she fuck with me the long way
Okay Okay O-
She top me off it feel like o-o-okay
It's okay
It's okay, I'm off
was still like by myself and lowkey cause like
At the end of the day like everything I went through
I did all that shit by myself, I got through
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