Lyrics:
the top off, call it no thinkin'
Gettin' topped off
At the bottle Henny drinkin'
I put my tongue on your belly
Now your panties drippin'
I know it feel
They're all so wonderful
Young hot to trot super-creatures
Slender slices of prime cut long pig
Wrapped in leather and topped with mousse
They never
Where the sun sets dripping buckets of gold
Through snow topped thunderheads and rows of wind
Clouds
Coming down this mountain how sweet salvation
opened the wardrobe
Pulled out some jeans and a T-shirt that seemed clean
Topped it off with a pair of old shoes
That were ripped around the seams
early mornin', get head topped off
Bitch, I'm Clifford, I'm a lil' different
Your baby daddy broke
Tell him put my racks off
Left hand ready, right hand
Bad bitch, she like six foot (ooh), I call her Big Foot (brr)
The bitch fell off, I said, "Get up on your good foot"
Uh, still ain't topped Red Ruby
and wood-chip
Topped bus stop grounds
The planted lady's leg looking clean shaven and hot
Sweat beading up about its calf in the black
Avenue amplified sun
filled my cup with your lies
You topped it up with your mysterys
And all those secrets I denied
Do what you will while you're able
Find what it is
wanna stop
Until you wanna stop (Stop, stop, stop)
You can never be topped (Top, top, top)
And she don't wanna hear that again
'Cause she ran out
you know that I'm on it
I've been fiending since you first topped me
It's been so long waiting for this moment
Now we're here and in person let's get
Maybe I'm jus tripping cause I'm sipping on the d`usse
I just made my mind up I dont give a fuck what you say
I just hit a thick bitch and she topped
(And if I knew what I know now)
I think I can breathe
(And if I knew what I know now)
See all the sugar-topped trees
(And if I knew what I know now)
topped the charts
Now I'm on BET and MTV
Remember back then watchin' Oprah?
Now I'm on the sofa with Oprah
Louboutins all on her sofa
No strings
Foot (brr)
The bitch fell off, I said, "Get up on your good foot"
Uh, still ain't topped Red Ruby (no, no, mm-mm)
Tryna steal the sauce, I said, "Get
just, moving like i can't be topped
She could be the reason that I drop right now
Stop at what i'm doin' make em block right now
Couldn't stop improving,
dip what I done topped
To Murder you all talk
Like a clip without a glock
When you holla g-unit on some other shit
You need to do the research
Hotter then devils cooking I'm seasoned like I'm topped with sage
This southern hospitality smoking like we box the place
King like the son
opened the wardrobe
Pulled out some jeans and a T-shirt that seemed clean
Topped it off with a pair of old shoes
That were ripped around the seams
gory, like boy, I'm a billy goat
I'm gettin' topped in the back of the Bentley
Be turnin' this bitch 'cause I can't even fit it on me (preach)
Only
choose to go high
Aim high, to the sky, locked in
Get zooted
Get booted
Get looted
Get topped up
Top dawg
Spaceship
Locked up
No sign
Of life
up
And it kept gettin' topped up
So the heart got ripped out and rinsed out
Some got shipped out, got kicked out
Few of them stayed but the rest
topped the whole team yo
But i'm slangin like chapo
Wont stop for the ops no
I'm trynna count my doe
Nd live by my mottos
Whats life without bread
Whats
opened the wardrobe,
Pulled out some jeans and a T-Shirt that seemed clean,
Topped it off with a pair of old shoes,
That were ripped around the seams,
but you know I got a watch
You gon have to sit and watch
Getting topped off with the top up then I let the top down
I know money’s not the answer but
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