Slim Thug - Top Drop lyrics

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Slim Thug - Top Drop lyrics

Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop, Top Drop, Top Drop Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop, Top Drop, Top Drop Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop, Top Drop, Top Drop Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop, Top Drop, Top Drop. Slim Thugga, Muthaf**er! [Verse 1: Slim Thug] For you jackers that's hatin' Run up try to rob yeah b**h I'm a be waitin' In the country see me skatin' On my chrome lookin' good You f** with my b**h & I'm a shoot up your hood Still leather & the wood that's tradition down in Texas Roll Cadillac we don't f** with no Lexus b**h by my side in my ride lookin' lovely Pour up out the paint we ain't sippin' on no bubbly Screwed tape loud while I'm swangin' by the crowd And the dro got me how it feel like I'm in a cloud I'm a H-Town n***a. Reppin' for P.A.T. Big Hawk, D.J. Screw, Big Moe & Pimp C I'm a Shine for my city f** them haters talkin' down So holla at a n***a when you see me walkin' round 07 was a hard one but I can be found In my slab puffin' pounds tryin' to take away my frown And I... Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop, Top Drop, Top Drop Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop, Top Drop, Top Drop Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop, Top Drop, Top Drop Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop, Top Drop, Top Drop. [Verse 2: Paul Wall] I got my mind on my money & my glock in my hand Grindin' hard, paper stackin' tryin' to follow the plan Pullin' gloss & steams chasin' million dollar dreams Livin' the thug life I get it by any means When times get hard I got no one to hold me down So I ride with the top down & cruise around town The boppers in line; 'cause I been known to be a slab rider Comin' down clean, marchin' like a freedom fighter When you ridin' 4's partner stay strapped The gone catch you at the light & put one in your cap See I keep it in my lap; I ain't slippin' for none I ain't got sprayed by any but homey I ain't done I'm 'about to raise a truck & drop a couple of screens I'm thinkin' rides with fine scapes with 'about 415's See the leather is perforated; them boys gon' sure hate it My slab is undisputed I'm the #1 rated With my Top Drop. Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop, Top Drop, Top Drop Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop, Top Drop, Top Drop Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop, Top Drop, Top Drop Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop, Top Drop, Top Drop. [Verse 3: Slim Thug] While they waitin' on me to fall; I'm a still stand tall Ball hard in the mall I been shinin' for a while; haters you in denial Since back in 9 -8 I been wreckin' freestyles With spit lines that'll put a smile on your child And do a song that'll make the hood go wild The flow versatile; When they hear it they like wow That boy got talent yeah I like your style. But uh... No pressure; don't let the bullsh** stress ya A 4 with somebody test ya God bless ya Ya Grind lesser; ya shine lesser Ya win when you don't let this material sh** impress ya Insides like a dresser; woodgrain on the dash My motto; f** pain put my name on the cash I used to wish & dream I could swang on the gla** Now cars clothes & hoes is a thing of the past And I... Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop, Top Drop, Top Drop Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop, Top Drop, Top Drop Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop, Top Drop, Top Drop Got the damn Top Got the damn Top Drop Got the Got the damn Top Drop. Got my glock Clocked.