Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sloppy Toppy , by - Migos. Release date: 10.12.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sloppy Toppy |
| She see me pull up in that 'Rari |
| I’m thinkin' 'bout choppin' the toppy |
| Got bitches on bitches, they run 'round the lobby, they know that I got it |
| I got too much money, son, sorry can’t fit in my wallet |
| Sloppy toppy, you can’t touch my wallet |
| Sloppy toppy know the bitches got it |
| Know that she got it |
| Know that she got it |
| Sloppy toppy, sloppy toppy, uh |
| Know that she got it |
| Know that she got it |
| Sloppy toppy, bet the bitch has got it |
| Sloppy toppy, bet that bitch has got it |
| Migos they know that got it |
| Know that my wristwatch is sloppy |
| Now they want a double dutch in my pockets |
| Tell me one thing, is she 'bout it? |
| Girl is you 'bout it? |
| Gotta know before we let you tip toe and run through the lobby |
| But the little bitty told me sloppy toppy was a hobby |
| So she got me sloppy toppy like the sloppy toppy Goddess |
| Over the garden, over the garden |
| Oh what a goddess |
| On my privates, we don’t do massages |
| Just menages |
| She like to talk shit when we fuck, after she claims she forgot it |
| She don’t tap out, no tap out, she rather just black out |
| Then we take trips to her trap house |
| We been pullin' them stacks out |
| Call over your friends |
| Bend over, they poppin' for bands |
| Can’t stop if I can |
| No I do not do beer cans, fuck is this a frat house? |
| I know that she got it, I know that she got it |
| I know that she got it, I know that she got it |
| I pull up and pick her up |
| Get her bruh |
| I know that she bad |
| And I know that the head is so good when she got around |
| I know that we call her the sloppy toppy |
| My pockets so sloppy |
| I pull out the whopper, the chopper |
| Just know that’s who shot ya |
| Me, pull up in that 'Rari I don’t have a key |
| She hop in the whip, disappear like a genie |
| She got the sloppy toppy, bitches want my broccoli |
| She after my money, Monopoly |
| Them twitter bitches wanna follow me |
| I make 'em swallow me then kick 'em off of my property |
| Paparazzi keep on stalkin' me |
| Feel like the Federali’s keep on watchin' me |
| Worth 100 mil, niggas can’t talk to me |
| Get sloppy toppy but you givin' currency |
| I make your bitch work for me, she at the Doubletree |
| Chopping strong, OG gas bags of that Hercules |
| Whipping the top off the Audi, do surgery |
| Red on the bottom, my shoes it’s a murder scene |
| I don’t want your bitch she a natnat |
| Pull up in the Audi, it’s a hatchback |
| Kickin', pimpin' and I’m luxury livin' |
| Makin' it disappear, I’m a magician |
| Know that the bad bitch got it |
| Know that she got it, I know that she got it, I know that she got it |
| Know that the bad bitch got it |
| Know that she got it, I know that she got it, I know that she got it |
| Sloppy in the wrist and all my pockets |
| Come here lil bitch, I want sloppy toppy |
| Butt naked, fuckin' in Balenciaga |
| Her pussy wet, I call it Fiji water |
| I know she got it, I’m a beat it for her |
| Then I dismiss the bitch and ignore her |
| They know I got it, I’m at the top floor |
| With Benjamins on me, no dubs |
| Duffle bag filled up like I’m Money Mayweather |
| Boogers in my Rollie, Pikachu yellow |
| Pick a shoe, Balenci, Maison Margiela |
| Pick a big bezel, which bezel is better? |
| My jeweler know I got big cheddar |
| Double Lambo, double parking wherever |
| Double R ghost jump out with an umbrella |
| Come with me, we take off like space shuttles |
| Longway, Longway |
| Sloppy toppy in the Maserati |
| She gone get on top me, ride me like a Harley |
| I don’t fuck with the molly, look at her body |
| She a hottie like a bag of Takis |
| Beat the pussy like I’m Pacquiao |
| Squeeze the nipples like you milk a cow |
| Pull up in the car that she can’t pronounce |
| Dick in her mouth, you’d think she got a root canal |
| 30 thousand for her Birkin |
| Fat booty, shawty perfect |
| She gag on the dick and she burpin' |
| She swallow my kids like a slurpee |
| Good brains, she nerdy |
| I’m wonderin' what is her purpose |
| When I get around her I get nervous |
| Little momma, she clean like detergent |