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TopNotch Swave
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2 Cell phones steady jumping, like a trampoline
I got what you want if you got bands, like a tambourine
High orange bitch, pussy taste just like a tangerine
She can't hold a note but when we fuck, I make her pussy sing
Say you making pussies bleed
Stop it boy you menopause
Beasting in this jungle look, and i ain't talking Senegal
Parents going at it, how they'd hate to get the kid involved
Cause if get the word, I swear it's nothing to get rid of y'all
I can make you niggas fall
The domino effect
From popping at ya neck, try to speak so highly after that
You say you been a threat
I can't tell cause you ain't even next
Ain't even made it on my radar, so you feeling all neglect
Niggas hating on me now like they was never fanned out
Give a fuck bout what you saying, cause I'm talking hands now
Look dont get ya crew involved if you don't want a man down
Cause once my niggas get involved I ain't gone tell em stand down
Two cell phones but I still don't talk to nobody
I'm tilted, get killed, boy I'm built, yea my whole body
Still counting chips from a trip that my bro went on
Last time you seen L-T, boy ya hoe was on him
Maybe cuz I keep my face clean, or it's Maybelline
I just deal the cards I was dealt til the table lean
Niggas only gangsta round they family cuz it's make believe
I'm the type to kill you, pay the funeral so they could grieve
I heard he went pop (Tuh)
Run up you'll get popped (Yea)
Look at what he copped (Uhh)
Boy that's word to Top (Yea)
Wet that boy he mopped (Tuh)
You ain't tell him stop (Yea)
I told them niggas we gone let that shit go but we not
Niggas hating on me now like they was never fanned out
Give a fuck bout what you saying, cause I'm talking hands now
Look dont get ya crew involved if you don't want a man down
Cause once my niggas get involved I ain't gone tell em stand down
In love with the money
Bitch I got married to the hustle
Got skinny from struggle, but my pockets the added the muscle
My money is funny
Richard Pryor to that it's jumping
My phone do numbers
Like the lottery on a Monday
But I'm back, in full effect the best version I ever been
Real nigga can't be re modeled
We living or pre exist
Got the ville tattooed on me
Katrina a messy bitch
That blessing was a lesson but less than that I'm blessed with these
Commas in my account
Every dollar that I account
Stack it, save it and spend it
Then say a prayer for living
The devil keep tryin to get me to sell my soul for the riches
Don't play with my time la daddy cause time do come with limits
Niggas hating on me now like they was never fanned out
Give a fuck bout what you saying, cause I'm talking hands now
Look don't get ya crew involved if you don't want a man down
Cause once my niggas get involved I ain't gone tell em stand down