| MPA, what up?
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| It’s Thugga, Thugga baby
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| Got my whole crew behind me
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| I want you to say, say
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| R.I.P. |
| to my big dawgs, let’s pray
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| Me falling off any time soon? |
| No way
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| I’m ballin' for a lifetime and a day
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| And I get money, that shit run in my family
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| Let them goons get on your head, yeah they from Los Angeles
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| Anything I ask them to do, do believe they handle it
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| I got one question just answer it
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| Who’s on top?
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| And I’m sitting back thinking of a master plan (What you thinkin' 'bout?)
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| Trap going crazy, we smoking shit from Amsterdam (We on that loud now)
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| I been doing this for a very long time now (How long?)
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| The only option is climbing up, ain’t no falling down (Ain't no fallin' down)
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| And I been a Young Thug (Thugga), and I’ma get wicked 'bout that paper (Wicked)
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| Momma always told me to shit on all haters (Rrr)
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| They’re real VVS ones or you can call 'em glaciers (Them VVs)
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| Comin' to get they cash, this ain’t the movie Takers (This ain’t the movie)
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| Send me a scout, send me a scout, I could shoot the work (I could shoot the
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| work)
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| I don’t need no shooter with me 'cause I’m shooting first (Bitch,
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| I’m shooting first)
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| I’m such a boss, somewhere eating a healthy meal
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| Runnin' in and out the marina (Where you at?), we in Beverly Hills (Duke)
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| Say, say, hey (Ayy, what you tell 'em Thug?)
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| R.I.P. |
| to my big dawgs, let’s pray (Ayy, put your lighters up)
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| Me falling off any time soon? |
| No way (I can’t come down)
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| I’m- I’m- I’m ballin' for a lifetime and a day (Hey)
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| And I get money (What? What?), that shit run in my family (Okay, cool)
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| Let them goons get on your head, yeah they from Los Angeles (Yeah, yeah, yeah,
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| what?)
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| Anything I ask them to do, do believe they handle it (Yeah, yeah)
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| I got one question just answer it (Yeah, yeah)
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| Who’s on top?
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| They got me thinkin' like Einstein with the number (Number)
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| I got a money vision, all I see is commas (Commas)
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| I want the sleep dreaming, going down the money tunnel (I dreamed)
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| Dreams come to reality, don’t you wake me for nothin' (Right now)
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| I’m livin' out my dream, everyday countin' money (Count up)
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| Rental car traffic traffickin', movin' strong packages (Strong)
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| I stay strapped so the kid move rapidly (Ooh)
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| Ain’t shit sweet, let the iron fill his cavity (Brrt)
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| Goons on go, and they kill for the passionate (Brrat)
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| Bitch I got a money high, I think I lost gravity (I ain’t comin' down)
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| And it ain’t shit you can tell me (Nah)
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| Money runnin' out the ass, you can smell me (Ha)
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| I want you to say, say (Hey, hey, hey, ayy, what you tell 'em Thug?)
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| R.I.P. |
| to my big dawgs lets pray (Ayy, put your lighters up)
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| Me falling off any time soon? |
| No way (I can’t come down)
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| I’m- I’m- I’m ballin' for a lifetime and a day (Hey)
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| And I get money (What? What?), that shit run in my family (Okay, cool)
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| Let them goons get on your head, yeah they from Los Angeles (Yeah, yeah, yeah,
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| what?)
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| Anything I ask them to do, do believe they handle it (Yeah, yeah)
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| I got one question just answer it (Yeah, yeah)
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| Who’s on top?
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| Oh, who’s on top? |
| (Who's on?)
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| Everyone’s on top (Haha), so let’s see who flopped (Better not fall, nigga)
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| Yeah, this a wonderful life (Yeah)
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| My goons’ll kill a nigga for such a wonderful price (Brrat, brrat, brrat)
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| My weed smell like poop rocks (Ayy, what, ha)
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| My blunts are extra fat like a tree top (Hey, hey)
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| I say, I smoke weed until I pass out (I smoke weed all day)
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| Haiti Slang’s the reason why you bitch got her ass out (Okay, cool)
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| I know Haitians that’ll take over the city (They'll take your city over)
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| Make big dogs feel like midgets (Yeah, take your shit over)
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| Chickens, my J.R. no crickets
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| You wanna get it? |
| I’ll eat you alive (Talkin' 'bout)
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| Say, say, hey (Ayy, what you tell 'em Thug?)
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| R.I.P. |
| to my big dawgs, let’s pray (Ayy, put your lighters up)
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| Me falling off any time soon? |
| No way (I can’t come down)
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| I’m- I’m- I’m ballin' for a lifetime and a day (Hey)
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| And I get money (What? What?), that shit run in my family (Okay, cool)
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| Let them goons get on your head, yeah they from Los Angeles (Yeah, yeah, yeah,
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| what?)
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| Anything I ask them to do, do believe they handle it (Yeah, yeah)
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| I got one question just answer it (Yeah, yeah)
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| Who’s on top? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Who's on Top , by - Young Thug. Song from the album Rich Homie Cartel Vol 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп