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want the top - tadoe lyrics

[chorus: percy jones]
i know them n*ggas fake, nah, they ain’t with it
like a paid phone, i’m about my digits
i just want some top, i don’t wanna hit it
so baby, put your pants up and come and blow it
i know them n*ggas fake, nah, they ain’t with it
like a paid phone, i’m about my digits
i just want some top, i don’t wanna hit it
so baby, put your pants up and come and blow it

[verse 1: percy jones]

[verse 2: tadoe]
i only want the top, i don’t wanna hit it (the top)
you steady tryna f*ck, point me to kitchen (trap)
i be on my trap sh*t, i gotta get it (racks)
a n*gga wanna hit and he gonna be missin’ (bang)
i stay with a 40 boy, the 30 in it (bang bang)
boy, my team up, boy you know we winnin’ (shinin’)
i’m a glo boy, boy i gotta shine (grindin’)
i stay on my grind, finessе you for that check the fine (racks)
b*tch with mе and she bad, yeah she dime (the team)
but i be out here posted with a nine (glocks)
in the field for the cash, boy it’s real (racks)
and if you tweak with us boy, it’s a big drill (drills)
still on my side, i let it rock (bang bang)
i’m so super savage boy, i stay high (savage)
pop a f*ckin’ molly then doing a hit (i’m rollin’)
tell that b*tch suck my d*ck i don’t wanna hit (she goin’)
[chorus: percy jones]
i know them n*ggas fake, nah, they ain’t with it
like a paid phone, i’m about my digits
i just want some top, i don’t wanna hit it
so baby, put your pants up and come and blow it
i know them n*ggas fake, nah, they ain’t with it
like a paid phone, i’m about my digits
i just want some top, i don’t wanna hit it
so baby, put your pants up and come and blow it

[verse 3: capo]
b*tch, savage squad (squad)
b*tch, we got all the racks (huh)
broke n*ggas watchin’ squad for couple sacks
got tadoe off the molly and he brought the semis (bang)
totin’ 30s we in traffic, ridin’ around the city (bang)
300 we k!llers so who want beef? (300)
f*ck with us and call them savages on front$treet (savage)
lotta n*ggas man, they lyin’ they ain’t in the streets (nah)
don’t mix me with the rappin’ boy, i’m clappin’ heats (grah)
b*tch, i just want the top i ain’t tryna hit it (top)
b*tch, go suck the squad and show me you with it (squad)
b*tch, i just want the top i ain’t tryna hit it (top)
b*tch, go suck the squad and show me you with it (squad)
lotta guns, off the pills, we be off the remy (bang bang)
ridin’ in them kamikaze and got savage with me (skrt skrt)
lotta guns, off the pills, we be off the remy (bang bang)
ridin’ in them kamikaze and got savage with me (skrt skrt)
[chorus: percy jones]
i know them n*ggas fake, nah, they ain’t with it
like a paid phone, i’m about my digits
i just want some top, i don’t wanna hit it
so baby, put your pants up and come and blow it
i know them n*ggas fake, nah, they ain’t with it
like a paid phone, i’m about my digits
i just want some top, i don’t wanna hit it
so baby, put your pants up and come and blow it

- tadoe lyrics

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