Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Top Ten, artist - Thouxanbanfauni.
Date of issue: 16.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Top Ten |
Baby you a baddie, I might put you in my top ten |
Good head on her shoulders with a fatty, ain’t no option |
Putting up with me, shitting on my nonsense |
And I fuck with you one-thou-wow, you like a |
Can’t fuck with dumb thottie bitches with no logic |
Fill my bag with jewels, grow that shit and make progress |
And I know I got a couple traits that seem toxic |
And you also got a couple things about you, toxic |
Got up out the hood together, we didn’t wanna' be boxed in |
Fuck that broke shit, I put my foot down like |
On my free time I be thinking about you daily |
But I still keep it G, hoe don’t try to play me |
Feel like Max B in 08' real wavy |
Mind, space date with your bitch going crazy |
Pimp my profile like a, like I’m pimping bitch |
Get a big stick, A&R fifteen get your split |
Split your wig, all headshots |
Don’t even talk about it, after that don’t stunt me |
Niggas be thinking that they getting one up on us, winning |
But can’t run no one on ones because he get slam dunking |
Baby you a baddie, I might put you in my top ten |
Good head on her shoulders with a fatty, ain’t no option |
Putting up with me, shitting on my nonsense |
And I fuck with you one-thou-wow, you like a |
Can’t fuck with dumb thottie bitches with no logic |
Fill my bag with jewels, grow that shit and make progress |
And I know I got a couple traits that seem toxic |
And you also got a couple things about you, toxic |
I just wanna' treat you like a queen, like a princess |
Turn you to a goddess like you queen of Atlanta |
We was in Atlanta, Magic City you was dancing |
Ass done, titties did, baby girl enhanced them |
And we with the blue flame, yeah she an enchantress |
I don’t go to a jugg, I’m overprotected |
If I see a nigga touch you the wrong way I’m gon' |
Shit get hectic, yeah Fauni wreck shit |
Wreck shit, wet shit |
Fuck with me, smoke a nigga down, bless him |
Wreck shit, wet shit |
Got a issue we gon' bless shit |
I ain’t like these, ain’t stressing shit |
I can’t be no simp on that simple shit |
You a whimp on that pimping shit |
Get popped pussy boy, yeah Wimbledon |
Tennis racket, big stick |
What’s all the racket? |
It’s that big stick |
Niggas duck, quack em' quick |
Nigga try my bitch, that’s a death sentence |
Baby you a baddie, I might put you in my top ten |
Good head on her shoulders with a fatty, ain’t no option |
Putting up with me, shitting on my nonsense |
And I fuck with you one-thou-wow, you like a |
Can’t fuck with dumb thottie bitches with no logic |
Fill my bag with jewels, grow that shit and make progress |
And I know I got a couple traits that seem toxic |
And you also got a couple things about you, toxic |