T.I. - "Top Back" lyrics
*** Complimentary Top Back Ringtone ***
Creme de la creme homie
Top shelf ya know
I like my beat down low(x7)
I like my top let back(x6)
Aye holla if you like ya beat down low(x7)
I like my top let back(x6)
Aye holla if you like ya beat down low(x7)
I like my top let back(x6)
Chorus x2
I like my beat down low
and my top let back
you see me ridin 24's
wit a choppa in the back
holla if ya like ya kenwood high
and ya top let back
if ya rims sit high
and ya windows pitch black
Verse 1
im the man in my city
aint nobody fuckin wit me
you can ask the real niggas
and all the bad bitches
i'm a known drug deala
i always had fifties
and the thugs and the killas
was all in class wit me
and since its on 26's
watchin some television
shawty i'm neva slippin
got the berretta in vision
and ready to pop a clip in
ready to get to trippin
ready to show these folks
a celebrity pistol whippin
in a stolen automobile
the roof and the tag missin
police is tryin to pursue me
its nothin but gas givin
addicted to fast livin
piss on one of my dads children
think i'm bad now
you shoulda seen me befo i had children
give dick to yo daddy daughter
and they oughta have children
hope you got some insurance
cause death'll have its endurance
kill her ass in mississippi
and drive her ass to missouri
still my wet paint drippin
while i'm wood grain grippin
Chorus x2
I like my beat down low
and my top let back
you see me ridin 24's
wit a choppa in the back
holla if ya like ya kenwood high
and ya top let back
if ya rims sit high
and ya windows pitch black
Top shelf ya know
I like my beat down low(x7)
I like my top let back(x6)
Aye holla if you like ya beat down low(x7)
I like my top let back(x6)
Aye holla if you like ya beat down low(x7)
I like my top let back(x6)
Chorus x2
I like my beat down low
and my top let back
you see me ridin 24's
wit a choppa in the back
holla if ya like ya kenwood high
and ya top let back
if ya rims sit high
and ya windows pitch black
Verse 1
im the man in my city
aint nobody fuckin wit me
you can ask the real niggas
and all the bad bitches
i'm a known drug deala
i always had fifties
and the thugs and the killas
was all in class wit me
and since its on 26's
watchin some television
shawty i'm neva slippin
got the berretta in vision
and ready to pop a clip in
ready to get to trippin
ready to show these folks
a celebrity pistol whippin
in a stolen automobile
the roof and the tag missin
police is tryin to pursue me
its nothin but gas givin
addicted to fast livin
piss on one of my dads children
think i'm bad now
you shoulda seen me befo i had children
give dick to yo daddy daughter
and they oughta have children
hope you got some insurance
cause death'll have its endurance
kill her ass in mississippi
and drive her ass to missouri
still my wet paint drippin
while i'm wood grain grippin
Chorus x2
I like my beat down low
and my top let back
you see me ridin 24's
wit a choppa in the back
holla if ya like ya kenwood high
and ya top let back
if ya rims sit high
and ya windows pitch black
Verse 2
its pimp squad clique
i know you heard about us
young niggas filthy rich
and we aint worried bout much
on this glock got clutch
in god i trust
if a fuck nigga start
bet his heart i'll bust
got ya partnas and ya broad and ya car fucked up
wit ya underestimations thought a star wouldnt bust
i got the heart and the guts
on this purp i blow
move ten bricks daily
tryna twork five mo
you see the cadillac swervin down hollywood road
or the flyest spurtin cali fuckin hollywood hoes
on a pill and a half wit my partna young dro dro
bumpin goody mob soul food numba four
otha rappas old news told dudes i'ma pro
wit a loaded fo fo(44)and a quarta brick a blow
hey nigga dont ya hit me unless you buyin six or mo
my 24 blades glysin and my 808 kickin
Chorus x2
I like my beat down low
and my top let back
you see me ridin 24's
wit a choppa in the back
holla if ya like ya kenwood high
and ya top let back
if ya rims sit high
and ya windows pitch black
Verse 3
i wear the crown down unda
man somebody betta tell em
befo i spend a hundred rounds
and have everybody...
i got some bitches in the beds
and my patnas in the chevy
and now we ridin giovannis
and assantis on perrellis
if you eva think of tryna run up on me just forget it
the clip and the choppa long as ya leg
and'll leave ya shredded
pistol way in the truck
and my knife on tuck
you think you aint gettin stuck
you got life fucked up
a couple stitches in ya hip'll have ya night fucked up
will he live will he die i guess he might luck up
meanwhile i'm racin my ferrari
like tha life for a buck
its lamborghini galatos everytime i getta car
Chorus x2
I like my beat down low
and my top let back
you see me ridin 24's
wit a choppa in the back
holla if ya like ya kenwood high
and ya top let back
if ya rims sit high
and ya windows pitch black
*** Complimentary Top Back Ringtone ***
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