(feat. Mouse & Lil' Phat)
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[Chorus:]
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Top notch whips that's
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What I drive
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24 inches rims & tires
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Hatin ass niggas can't believe they eyes
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They starin me down, And I don't know why
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[x4]
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Hold up wait a second,
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Let me think for a second
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[Lil' Boosie:]
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Red Bandana, Red Lexus
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Top notch nigga hoes call me black & sexy
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Top notch whip on that good drink from texas
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Got everybody lookin' like a nigga butt naked
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Please be good cause it could go down
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Mr. Baton Rouge, I hold the streets crown
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I feel it with gas, keep it clean as my ass
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If I'm in that yellow thing I got on yellow to match
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I would name my cars, but I ain't got time
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Just got my fresh fade, check out my line
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Ol' lady cross the street like "ain't that conley boy"
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"That boy be on TV too, ain't that the same boy" (yea)
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Fillin even better when I look in the mirror
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Diamonds on my teeth when I'm smiling at the niggas
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From the car lot, to the rim shop we crawl & we creep
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Southside young beast that's how I come on these streets
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[Chorus]
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[Lil' Phat:]
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Look, I got a jag and it's sleepin on duces
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Funeral home my whips up my whip game stupid
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I'm in the back seat, I'm in the back seat
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At the light, open the door, showin my ass
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You know how phat be
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Impala drop on shontaez
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O it's the dumb way
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Lil Mama takin pictures she saw me on
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Rip the runway
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Shinin got my neck right
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Shinin got my mouth right
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Ankles braclets in dimes so
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Shinin got my walk right
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I use 2's by 2's
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Like I'll you stupid
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Tiolet paper niggas streets up,
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When It's time for me to use it
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Take a picture of my hair cut
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My steve harvey look right on
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Yea I know you see the ice
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I'm on they cut the light on me
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Gucci bag 50 grand in it
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Look don't put yo hands in it
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Do it the dummy way
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You Catch me doin my dance with it
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Lil' Phat young boss if you don't know me
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Ain't no waitin, Ain't no thinkin
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Nigga You gone have to show me
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[Mouse:]
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(Why Why Hmm)
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B.O. what these niggas mad at me for
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Frowned up lookin cry baby like T.O.
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Don't blame me nigga, blame my C-E-O
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He want to take a trip, To the money Let's G-O
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I got black women, white women,
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Asain & creol
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Pretty face, pretty feet, no corned foot fritos
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See Mouse like cheese so my nick name cheetos
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Fuck a favor, or a hand out, Ain't shit free hoe
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I hop up out the chevy?, wildin full of cenotes
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Yo baby momma & my friend wanna have a trio
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When I work that lumber an huh yea she no
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I beat that pussy up (beat it up) like deebo
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Hold up, damn nigga why you hatin on me dough
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I see it in yo face and I could read ya like cleo
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Every Everybody know, we don't keep it on D-Low
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Trill ENT yea a nigga know how we roll
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[Chorus]
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Top Notch
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| Lil' Boosie |
