Lyrics:
Yeah
Haha, yeah
Yeah
If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
For sure I'ma
What we gotta do right here is go back, back to the top
I love the way you make me feel
I love it, I love it
I love the way you make me feel
I
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,
and the dog threw up all over the back seat. Peanut butter don't agree with him, you see.
So we had to stop and take off the top and air everything out
And though there's finally a new thought
The front of my life
But nothing cares me out the door
And I blew off a Friday night
All for
The way to the top
feet aren't on the ground
I need your body to stand on
Your name to define me
On top of being a woman
I am scared
And
Ethereal
And
There are
My girl, yo, she'd be pissed if she knew about this visit (visit)
She had her tank top on, I took her tank top off
I should've stopped
Stop (stop,
Supercharge all of my cars, and I'm goin' to Mars
And this money ain't changed (Mars)
Took off my top, I'm exposin' the brains
I got young niggas ready
a difference a day makes
Oh, you started off thinking
You were the top of your game
You were telling jokes with the sunrise
But by the end of the day
You
alarm
I'll hop down off the shelf
And toute suite be myself
I can't wait to be human again
When we're human again
Only human again
When we're
a convertible flippin' vertical
Nose first with the top off landin' upside-down
You're tied down and duct-taped, fuck rape
I'd rather just hump a slut's leg
And we're doin' this well kinda smooth
So what's you're gonna do Dre Kick it!
It's so on le the shit flow on
Because I need somethin' to go off
a bathing-suit and flew for the toast
Body colder than February
Need a hat and a coat
So refreshin’, like it came from the fridge
Make me wanna pop your top off
drippin on the top
我们不断上升已经浮出了水面
get it off the block
赚来的钱都在身上作出体现
你问我是哪个 我在这里站着
老子现在保持目空一切
im in the fire day by day be better
努力都藏进了我的血液
drippin
Yeah
I'm from the gutter young nigga a target I'm ducking them cops just about every day
Man of the house I was raised by my daddy to get off my ass
Packing this third eye, pursue a Cyclops
They trade in they high tops for nice sized white rocks (excuse me)
Words in my right then pass my left ear
Your
HOLY SMOKE RINGS
I'm blowin Holy Smoke Rings
The Holy Ghost is tryna show me Ghost things
He's grabbin the cow by the nose ring
And I forgot about
the machine
Got this money up, with no caffeine
Prepare me is Kerosene struck by
A bunch of lightening
You looking at me then your sight seeing
And what that
stereo blasting a jam
Put the top down said my girlfriend
Then my damn hat blew off in the wind
I got kind of mad cause it's the hat I just bought
I
get paid every time I leave my driveway
Got yo girl tip-toeing on my marble floors
Sitting by the pool, jumping off the diving board
Getting
kid)
(Eh yo, eh yo, eh yo) We're back!
Peep the jump off, ain't nothin sweet, get dumped off
Frontin' like you won't get deaded and bumped off
takin' body shots
Then I finish with a facial just to top it off (ayy)
My bruddas don't dab, we just Vossi bop
I tell your girl to link me at the coffee
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
But this'll be the year that we
pension book
And up flies the flag of inflation
But oh this time I'll be waiting up by the chimney stack
On this coldest year since brr, up up up above
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