Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Top Notch (feat. Lil’ Boosie) , by - SWISHAHOUSE. Release date: 20.10.2009
Song language: English
Top Notch (feat. Lil’ Boosie) |
| Top notch whips that’s what I drive |
| 24 inches rims and tires |
| Hatin ass niggas can’t believe they eyes |
| They starin me down, And I’m wondering why |
| Ah hold up wait a second |
| Let me think for a second |
| Ah hold up wait a second |
| Let me think for a second |
| Ah hold up wait a second |
| Let me think for a second |
| Ah hold up wait a second |
| Let me think for a second |
| Red Bandana, Red Lexus |
| Top notch nigga hoes call me black and sexy |
| Top notch whip on that good drank from Texas |
| Got everybody lookin' like a nigga buck naked |
| Please be good cause it could go down |
| Mr. Baton Rouge, I hold the street crown |
| I fill it with gas, keep it clean as my ass |
| If I’m in that yellow thing I got on yellow to match |
| I would name my cars, but I ain’t got time |
| Just got my fresh fade, check out my line |
| Ol' lady cross the street like «Ain't that Connie boy» |
| «That boy be on TV too, ain’t that the same boy» (yea) |
| Feelin even better when I looked in the mirror |
| Diamonds on my teeth when I’m smiling at these niggas |
| From the car lot, to the rim shop we crawl and we creep |
| Southside young b that’s how I come on these streets nigga |
| Look, I got a Jag and it’s sleepin on deuces |
| Funeral home my whips up my whip game stupid |
| I’m in the back seat, I’m in the back seat |
| At the light, open the door, showin my ass |
| You know how that be |
| Impala drop on the Shontaez |
| Oh it’s the dumb way |
| Lil Mama takin pictures she saw me on |
| Rip the runway |
| Johnny got my neck right |
| Johnny got my mouth right |
| Ankle bracelet in diamonds so |
| Johnny got my walk right |
| I use 2 by 2's |
| Like ehh you stupid |
| Toilet paper niggas streets up |
| When It’s time for me to use it |
| Take a picture of my hair cut |
| My Steve Harvey look right on |
| Yeah I know you see the ice on me |
| I’m on they cut the lights on me |
| Gucci bag 50 grand in it |
| Look don’t put yo hands in it |
| Do it the dummy way |
| You catch me doin' my dance with it |
| Lil' Phat young boss if you don’t know me |
| Ain’t no waitin, Ain’t no thinkin |
| Nigga you goin have to show me |
| (Why Why Hmmm) |
| B.O. |
| what these niggas mad at me for |
| Wound up lookin' cry baby like T. O |
| Don’t blame me nigga, blame my C-E-O |
| He wanna take a trip to the money Let’s G-O |
| I got black women, white women |
| Asian and Creole |
| Pretty face, pretty feet, no corn foot Fritos |
| So Mouse like cheese so my nick name Cheeto |
| Fuck a favor or a hand out, ain’t shit free hoe |
| I hop up out the chevy, coast wallet full of c-notes |
| Your baby momma and her friend wanna have a trio |
| I work that lumber a huh yeah she know |
| I beat that pussy up I beat it up like Deebo |
| Hold up, damn nigga why you hatin on me tho |
| I see it in your face and I can read ya like Cleo |
| Every everybody know, we don’t keep it on the D-Low |
| Trill ENT yeah nigga know how we roll |