Lyrics:
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
remix
(Hello, good morning) let's go
(Hello, good morning) ayo
(Know you've been waiting for it) ayo Skepta
Lemme get on some of this with you, man
that you know it ain't a lie
So you raise up and don't ever let you down
All you got to do is mob without a frown
Just keep rising let your body be
the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on) (I'm a bad boy)
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about
the freaky bitches
Fuck 'em all day and fuck 'em all night
We don't love these hoes
(I want a remix again, I think I want a remix again)
(Bad Boy, 98)
You
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
dance, all they do is this (yeah, uh-huh)
And after the original you know what it is (this is the remix)
Welcome to Atlanta
Remix, it had to go down
I'm the usher in the aisle
III just cracked a smile
I just cracked the top, watched it drop
You woulda thought it was a vial
Tryna find the pin inside
'cause her pussy pop
I run it like Nike, we got it on lock
Cash, money, checks, cash
Addy, Birkin, brand new extendos
I just wanna fuck the bitch by
Jean-Michel stand by the statue
I wanna take a a photograph
Over there, by the McDonalds
After September when you're back at school
It's gonna make
my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are
You're the top
You
now
By the pounds, stop trying it now, I got my mind right nigga
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
slum, bum, son of a gun (what?)
And, uh, how much your worth? I think negative Don (this the remix)
Oh (oh), who you gonna give it to? (Yeah)
Who you
volley that
Give it to me and she never ever want her body back
[Verse 1]
Eat up every piece of you I treat you like a party pack
All by myself shit
slum, bum, son of a gun (what?)
And, uh, how much your worth? I think negative Don (this the remix)
Oh (oh), who you gonna give it to? (Yeah)
Who you
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
a rhyme
It got me feeling like I'm
Fading from the lime light
This writers block thing is a bitch
I'm like the rappin' Barry Bonds
They can't see me take
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
an aint no fall guy, ball like a dog right,
[Chorus]
and its simple elementary,
just say pimpin when you mention me,
she want it I got it,
she got what I
[DJ Talking ]
Ladies, this is for ya'll
You Got It Bad Remix
[ Joe Budden Talking ]
I Like how that feels
Been there, done it
Let'em know
[
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
now
By the pounds, stop trying it now, I got my mind right nigga
rollin' in with them baby blue chucks
And I still got my khakis creased
I'm still rockin' on these beats, and got a bad rep on the streets
Its
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