Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song On Top , by - Emilio Rojas. Release date: 25.06.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
On Top |
| Yeah, and we back on top |
| Bad bitch, she down to ride, I said «Girl get that ass on top» |
| I’m about my bread, cash or stock |
| And we can’t be stopped, 'til we back on top |
| Yeah, and we back on top |
| Got a bad bitch, she down to ride, I said «Girl, get that ass on top» |
| I’m about my bread, cash or stock |
| And we can’t be stopped, 'til we back on top |
| Waking up in the morning with sleep in my eyes |
| Like I gotta hustle, I need to provide |
| And my sister just had her a baby and she could have died |
| But she survived, and I feel so blessed |
| And I feel so blessed, and I feel so blessed |
| Haven’t even been in arguments with my ex |
| And my goddamn text, so there ain’t no stress |
| Uptown with a new bitch, like, man that chick so fine |
| I don’t wanna strap up, I don’t wanna pull out |
| All I really wanna bust, and sleep inside, right |
| I ain’t ready for a family, so Plan B is Plan A |
| Yeah I ain’t really with the politics, but I’ll fundraise like a campaign |
| And no handshakes, and no crooked cats, fuck that, no looking back |
| My girls look like Taz’s angels, your girls just look like Taz |
| I’mma live life fast, got the whole team with me |
| And if you my fam you can have my kiddies |
| Yeah, and we back on top |
| Bad bitch, she down to ride, I said «Girl get that ass on top» |
| I’m about my bread, cash or stock |
| And we can’t be stopped, 'til we back on top |
| Yeah, and we back on top |
| Got a bad bitch, she down to ride, I said «Girl, get that ass on top» |
| I’m about my bread, cash or stock |
| And we can’t be stopped, 'til we back on top |
| We gonna pass your spot, get back on top |
| Float out of this world like an astronaut |
| Think that’s gon' stop? |
| Nah |
| Did you broke your clock? |
| Game on lock |
| Don’t show no block |
| jeans and some polo socks |
| Dick look like it’s Robocop |
| Niggas wanna hate, do as you please |
| I ain’t worried about a fake |
| Ground touch, squeeze out the room, out the safe |
| Calm as a breeze cause my goons in the place |
| Pretty young thing tryna move to the states |
| She love me, yeah, yeah, no really though |
| Shout my nigga Emilio, reppin' for his city bro |
| Uh, I’m from Afghanistan, none these niggas stand a chance |
| Shooting like a camera man, they don’t do the hand to hand |
| I’m just tryna keep the peace, why they gotta feed the beast? |
| Throw me up a three and speak, every time you see the team |
| Yeah, and we back on top |
| Bad bitch, she down to ride, I said «Girl get that ass on top» |
| I’m about my bread, cash or stock |
| And we can’t be stopped, 'til we back on top |
| Yeah, and we back on top |
| Got a bad bitch, she down to ride, I said «Girl, get that ass on top» |
| I’m about my bread, cash or stock |
| And we can’t be stopped, 'til we back on top |