Drop Top Music (feat. Rick Ross) SONG LYRICS

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Drop Top Music (feat. Rick Ross) - Boosie Badazz Song Lyrics


Drop top, wife beater and the weed lit
Woke up this morning, hit three chicks
Show money today, it's so sunny
Check the whip off playa, I'm getting money
Heaters on my face, yeah this a couple grand
Hunnid grand plus in my Jewel House pants
Everywhere I ride, getting love from the fans
Bun number 9, you can smell it when I pass
Going to the hotspot 'cause I love to show my ass
Rolex watch, four bricks and a half
Haters looking down, I just look at them and laugh
Champagne, bubble bath, shopping spree for my galThis is drop drop drop drop drop top music (Drop top music)
This is drop drop drop drop drop top music (Drop top music)
Today I'm in the Vic, Cuban chains on my neck
Look to the right, bad bitch on deck
Hottest nigga in the game and I'm feelin' like that
Big bank roll, "ooh kill 'em" like that
I might go in the mall and spend five
All black king tatt, Air Max 95
Go take a ride to that other side
Caught my nigga in that '63 Chevy
'Till that boy bring Ebony and Stephanie, Imma put 'em in the backseat
Three bad bitches and me, now we four deep
Loud in the air, livin' life without a care
To the hood where it's good, where we creepin' like a snail
Real slow, real slow, Cuban in my mouth
Lookin' up thankin' God that I'm the realest nigga out
Hand on the wheel and the pinky ring talk and the pinky ring talk
I'm a boss
Nigga this is,
This is drop drop drop drop drop top music (Drop top music)
This is drop drop drop drop drop top music (Drop top music)Drop top double R, my name ring in the city
That phones been jumpin', they know I got 'em for 20
Bad boy with the bricks, my nigga Meek out in Philly
I got a house on the beach don't make me peel back the ceiling
Top down everyday to show these niggas my watch
On the phone at the light, my baby holdin' my Glock
Got a stick in the trunk, that bitch right next to the amp
If I got beef with a nigga then I got beef with his camp
Louboutins I'm ready, they red bottom ya dig
26 inch wheels and went and got 'em a bitch
Checkin' the luggage and carry on all the money
Thickest bitch in the club, you know that bitch lookin' for me
Bitches flaggin' me down they got me tappin' my breaks
Shorty pretty and her ass fat as half of the state
They wanna ride in the drop, she wanna fuck with a boss
She wanna fuck Boosie Boo, my nigga let down the drop
I'm outDrop drop drop drop drop top music (Drop top music)
This is drop drop drop drop drop top music (Drop top music)
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Drop Top Music (feat. Rick Ross) song lyrics