top shotta - bubblegum boyfriend lyrics
(intro)
oh yea imma crunch you like a crouton
yea i flipped your girl so hard, it’s like a futon
you got caught with your sale but i make coupons
be scared with the people who get too calm..
(hook)
said yo tracks smoke? huh!
you don’t really want it
i get weird on the track… got the mental problems
my bars arrest you quick, got illegal problems
when i distribute a hit, that’s illegal options!
i’m a top shotta
yea, i’m a top shotta
i’m a top shotta
yea, i’m a top shotta
i’m a top shotta
yea, i got real options
i’m a top shotta
yea, itunes got problems
(verse)
d*mn, i just ran a hit, pow!
tell me where the yo and you gonna hear mе spit
every beat a opp, & my choppa got that kick
yea, i trеat you like a rickroll, you never waz legit
i be with the ceos, you be begging for a deal
i make stars like a castor, i’ll k!ll you for a deal
all the xecs begging me cause they hear a hundred mill
imma ghost you like i’m caspar
(hook)
said yo tracks smoke? huh!
you don’t really want it
i get weird on the track… got the mental problems
my bars arrest you quick, got illegal problems
when i distribute a hit, that’s illegal options!
i’m a top shotta
yea, i’m a top shotta
i’m a top shotta
yea, i’m a top shotta
i’m a top shotta
yea, i got real options
i’m a top shotta
yea, itunes got problems
(verse)
got your girl watching me like some major cable
ship your bag overseas like your name asos
you should quit rap, for you get a real radar
i’ll turn your life to h*ll, you gon need pagans
you ain’t never had a hit, i’m a ear taker
when i met you, you was stuck… now you still waiting
(hook)
said yo tracks smoke? huh!
you don’t really want it
i get weird on the track… got the mental problems
my bars arrest you quick, got illegal problems
when i distribute a hit, that’s illegal options!
i’m a top shotta
yea, i’m a top shotta
i’m a top shotta
yea, i’m a top shotta
i’m a top shotta
yea, i got real options
i’m a top shotta
yea, itunes got problems
(outro verse)
if i make you a hit, you gon start shaking
all my songs hot, yea… they could pop bacon
get you popped real quick, like a opp waiting
you a hue boy, got you feeling blue boy
yea you can’t even get signed to carl crawford
you so lame, you ain’t never got no offers, nah!
all my thots run yo head, they will pop ya
i’ll leave you bleeding views, get you popped up
(outro)
aiight so let’s get one ticket for him so he can get out the yo cause
he ain’t never coming back
he too old … too lame
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