lirik lagu don perrion - top dolla
[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
mhm, mhm
[verse 1: don perrion]
you want a feat’ from me, you gotta pay me top dollar
b~tch, i’m from the east, we had topside problems
i been rappin’ since k!lla kellz was actin’ like reed dolla
my dog shake sh~t, don’t make me send my rottweilers
shout out to ma dukes, raising kanan like power
i know some shooters that could finish like crowder
n~ggas can’t come around the gang if they sour
you say you know everything, you probably wearin’ a wire
i done really slid on the opps on bad tires
i done really had to work the glizzy like some pliers
free my baby quay and kemo, them n~ggas lifers
i don’t ever like to waste time, sh~t priceless
cuz really rocked rolling loud talkin’ spicy
b~tch, we done made a touchdown like the old gotti
i’m a real michigan boy, i ain’t lil yachty
i’m a real michigan boy, i ain’t lil yachty
[verse 2: yn jay]
bad b~tch skinny as h~ll, she got a lil’ body
n~gga, you don’t never really stress, you got lil’ problems
put my young n~ggas on your head, them my lil’ goblins
wish a n~gga would, bet you won’t— yeah
wish a n~gga would, but you won’t, you gon’ would not it
7.62s go through trees, can’t no wood stop it
big~ass capacity backwood, ain’t no ‘wood stoppin’
n~gga broke as h~ll in the club, he got lil’ pockets
big gun, let it blast off, this my lil’ rocket
bad b~tch give me good head, she got lil’ toppy
bad b~tch spit on the d~ck, she get a lil’ sloppy
you and your man splittin’ half a pill, you off a lil’ molly
throw a block party in the hood, got the hood sloppin’
d~mn, i mean the hood slappin’
walked in b~a~p~e, got the hood jacket
only time you wipe a n~gga nose is with a lil’ napkin
snuck the yeah~yeah in the club, this my lil’ ratchet
hood b~tch don’t know how to act, she a lil’ ratchet
[verse 3: don perrion]
take a n~gga sh~t and fl!ck a pic’, b~tch, i feel like jigg
we was young as h~ll at coca~cola classic with the bl!ck
grew up on they ass, my sister friends ‘nem want some d~ck
i done robbed some n~ggas’ favorite uncles, got they nephew p~ssed
i ain’t got no f~ckin’ whack jumper, i be hittin’ sh~t
been had it back when j.r. smith played for the knicks
[interlude: yn jay]
right there at the end, man
let me just come right in, you know what i’m sayin’?
you know what i’m sayin’?
[verse 4: yn jay]
punch me in at the end
punch a double bedroom, hit her with some twins, ah
i just spent a benz
he trippin’ on sixteen hundred, i just spent a ten
what the f~ck you on?
why you waitin’ with your hand out? what the f~ck? you grown
talkin’ crazy out your lips, you better watch your tone
i’ll have my n~ggas at your crib, you better watch your home
you ain’t made no plays all week, you tryna watch your phone
i’ll throw a jab at your face, you better block your nose
oh, your b~tches hittin’ up my line? you better watch your hoes
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