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i'm on top - maden lyrics

[verse 1: maden]
uh, yeah, sh*t
i just pulled up in your girlfriend’s whip
she my new chick god d*mn she thick
she wanna take a ride on my disco stick
i’m a bad motherf*cker, sad motherf*cker
might f*ck around and hang out with your dad father f*cker (no h0m*)
i come too quick for your mother’s supper
got more money than your boy mark zucker
bergs on my neck that’s icy pricy
rocks in my ears that’s spicy can’t see
out my 5 percent tint windows on my
2018 toyota corolla, controlla controlla
drake on the line for some ghostwritten rhymes
quentin miller came first but my wordplay colder
last year sold ten million records (billboard, b*tch)
just made fifty bands last week at encore
sixty last month that’s the way life goes yeah
i been on a roll since 2004
i was six years old when i made my first milly
head game silly
wrist game chilly
fit game flyer like i came out of philly
stylish like i’m short sleeve sweatshirt belichick, that’s my boy billy
uh, really really
maden’s worldwide from j*pan to chile
like dez bryant got a tendency to snap achilles’ (uh, yeah)
call me julia roberts cause i’m so pretty (oh, f*ck)
hop in the whip hit the gas with my w*lly (yeah)
maden’s peeling of this verse like (skrrrrrrrrt)
[chorus: maden]
i’m on top, i’m on top
climbing the charts boy i’m on top
missionary s*x girl i’m on top
making bad beats boy i’m on top
i’m on top, i’m on top
d*ck game weak but i’m on top
already peaked man i’m on top
i’m on top, i’m on top

[verse 2: yung libido]
don’t mind bush like 9/11
my d*ck get blown like tower 7
get this bread but it’s all unleavened
call me jesus christ like i came from heaven
could’ve been a poet but i started rapping
could’ve been p*ssing but i started cr*pping
just moved a brick cause i’m always trapping
just shot my glock cause i’m always packing
ice blue tint on the rolex watch
ice blue stones on my bejeweled c*ck
ice blue lights when i pass the cops
they’ll catch me dead before i ever stop
baja blast on my fat ass
load up my car with gas and grass
call my gang the new nsync
just popped a nut in your kitchen sink
rum and coke, stick in my spokes
fell off my bike when i was eight years old
skinned my knee, started to bleed
wiped my tears and f*cked your girl for free
f*cked your mom in the library
opened the bible it was kind of scary
just got nudes from the tooth fairy
is the p*ssy wet?
very
[chorus: maden]
i’m on top, i’m on top
climbing the charts boy i’m on top
missionary s*x girl i’m on top
making bad beats boy i’m on top
i’m on top, i’m on top
d*ck game weak but i’m on top
already peaked man i’m on top
i’m on top, i’m on top

[verse 3: yung lifto & maden]
(r*r*r)
riding low in the whip i’m a f*cking savage
your girl hopped in and she brought her baggage
my bars are so long, longer than average
and i ball so hard like the f*cking mavericks (dirk)
ballin’ out like i live in reno
throw it back, that’s something she know
when i speak, i’m the f*cking keynote
sendin’ shots like ’03 greedo
take a sip of beer and i’m feeling silly
if i go to h*ll, then you’re coming with me
i always f*ck at ping pong
i only f*ck with my big schl*ng (got a big d*ck!)
take a trip we take a ride
i bust a nut, yeah inside
i’m always proud of my f*cking homies
blow me, blow me, blow me, blow me!
[chorus: maden]
i’m on top, i’m on top
climbing the charts boy i’m on top
missionary s*x girl i’m on top
making bad beats boy i’m on top
i’m on top, i’m on top
d*ck game weak but i’m on top
already peaked man i’m on top
i’m on top, i’m on top

[outro: maden]
yeah
i’m on top, i’m on top
missionary s*x girl i’m on top
i’m on top, i’m on top
already peaked man i’m on top
i’m on top

- maden lyrics

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