Lyrics:
Find your own, Design your own throne
Atop heavenly patterns, You're not alone
Accompanied, by the holy on your journey to the summit's top
Never stop
you more than Kanye love Kanye (and I'm a)
Slave to the W, I don't hang with losers
I'm in the suburbs doin' drive-by's on Razor scooters
It's my
Baby Take Your Top Off
Just take it off
You know I like it soft Baby and a little rough
Yeah Baby Take Your Top Off
Just take it off
You know I like
There's a winding road and a tall pine tree, by the tall pine tree, she waits for me.
Oh, yes, she waits in the little green house that sits on top
was barely 5 for 5 minutes
Was only in it for the image
Claiming top 5, but top 5 is too gifted
And it's taken by a couple of my brothers, don't get it
nigga get racks by the kilo bitch
Count a hundred in dubs
I be just tryna spread love
These niggas my blood
We get this shit out the mud
We got this shit
a bottle and it goes around
I'm leaving drunk by 4 a.m.
And watch me jump in the golden Benz
Top down with the pokey rims
Now I'm swerving, so you know I'm
feel this
I'm on top and y'all under me
So when it's over if I ain't in the front, atleast I'm gonna be
(By your side)
I love you too much to loose
to top
your love
this situation's out of hand
my friends don't really understand
what have i let myself into
how did i ever fall for you
your love
Oh, when you're going to the top and you have no time to stop
Then you have to travel light and you'd better go by night
Cause it's not a pretty
did this by myself (Okay)
Late nights in the studio
(yeah) , swear I'm puttin' in overtime (yeah)
You love that girl
But I just wanna know what's
In
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
Lil' spoiled bitch, two thousand on shoes (two thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself at the top like
Ride by myself, I die by myself
Before weed was legal in the IL, still had that top shelf
TML, tell my love, won't see me fail
Doing well, yeah
Ride
love it
I'm so right above it
I'm her favorite rapper
Kiss her neck and rub it
Bull shit Ima duck it
Money by the bucket
Told her I like face so
hoes love the drugs all my hoes love to suck
All my hoes in my draws bitches lookin' i'm on top
Takin' my risks earnin' my p's
Passin' my risks countin'
On the top top top
And I drip dip drip
What I want want want
Take a sip sip sip
My love
Boy you lucky if you get
My love
Baby you will not forget
you weak at the knees
Then you'll fall in line
You tryna fail, I'm tryna win (Right)
You sleepin' in, I'm back again (Woah)
None of this by accident
got Bobby by the pound, King of SC
DJ Skrew up in the gallon, bitch the game belongs to me,
I got...
HOOK:
Money on the Dress, Drive a Compressor
Top
patient, I just know I'm the chosen one
The Mary Jane give her answers
Lil baddies on the four by fours
I just fell in love with a dancer
Saw the Valentino's
Callin' her phone
Drunk all night
Wonder when I'll bring her home
Hope she loves me
Like I've
Been at the top of the world
Still not happy
Wonder when I'll
Hell yeah! yay-yay yay-yay yeah!
Hell yeah, uhh ay-yay, allright!
Yay-yeah, whoa, whoa, yeah
Yay-yeah
You know I love you baba,
Uh
You just gotta look up
Swear
I could never leave the ones that I love
Now I'm rollin in a drop top
Drop top drop top
Bentley in heaven in heaven
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