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Featuring Audiopush (Hook) Man if you got yo own whip put Chanelle on yo lips Purse hanging off yo wrist and you top notch Brand new, true religion, designer stage Denim With yo booty barely in em and you top notch You got yo ill game poppin, nobody got em And they red at the bottom, girl you top notch You hit the floor going HAM, got them niggas like damn Girl, you top notch (Verse) Top heel, Poly raise the bag Lights on Bri, I ain’t playin laser tag Kill was grip, dress was a grip too Buddy I’m the shit, woke you up my shitsu Alligator clutch, swag when the zoom on em Mister one to one, how the hell I got 2 on em? Any ill pill she on, forget about it Length of that weed 26, can’t leave without it Got a Benz, drive a beamer cross the Porsche You got class college courses, it can go 5 courses Ferrari, the horses, park em at the fortress Face gorgeous when the bosses call your bosses No I wasn’t with them shootin in the gyms Letras de cancionesStill he blow 150 im on the gym Diamonds are a girl’s best friend If you was top notch you’d have plenty of them (Hook) Man if you got yo own whip put Chanelle on yo lips Purse hanging off yo wrist and you top notch Brand new, true religion, designer stage Denim With yo booty barely in em and you top notch You got yo ill game poppin, nobody got em And they red at the bottom, girl you top notch You hit the floor going HAM, got them niggas like damn Girl, you top notch Top notch, top notch Top notch, top notch Girl, you top notch, top notch Top notch, top notch (Verse) She’s so out of your league Make all the boys come run, stampedes Basic chick, come take heed Tylenol, PM’s, yall see Berkin bag, we’ll take her, Formeda sheesh Top model frame in the game if she kinda chic Cover that out, miss Loreal Street brain cells man, could’ve went to Yale Bout the yummy yummy, he will send my bill well Round the way girl now rub my LL Drive the 9 to 5, ballin from 5 to 9 Never met his girl, I just treat him like he mine Arrogant and slowly No name tag but they actin like they know me Yo get them 7 digits, gotta have them 7 digits So better Dumb flow? Are you kiddin? I’m clever (Hook) Man if you got yo own whip put Chanelle on yo lips Purse hanging off yo wrist and you top notch Brand new, true religion, designer stage Denim With yo booty barely in em and you top notch You got yo ill game poppin, nobody got em And they red at the bottom, girl you top notch You hit the floor going HAM, got them niggas like damn Girl, you top notch Top notch, top notch Top notch, top notch Girl, you top notch, top notch Top notch, top notch From Letras Mania