be aware we don't care, do you like us? No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4 And when I get back everybody
see her leave but I love to see her walk off Imagine what her *oooo* looks like with her clothes off I'm rolling with the top off, see tops come off When
buddah Lift dudes wit the six shooter luger That means bring it back, NY king of that The best tried a dead mind but just can't see to that The 4th comin
the way you buss my tool, but if my boyfriend finds out that were linking its gonna be on tops when he finds you, (Frisco) what the hell can your boyfriend do?(x4
without the stuffin' Sometimes I sweared to God that I was headed for the poorhouse Say mama caught the drama, she would bleed tryin' to feed 4 mouths
Dub Come on everybody, come on and show your love *repeat 4X* Chorus: *chanted in background* Wo-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-uh-oh *repeated 4X* [Mos Def] Visions
[intro skit for first 43 seconds] [Royce Da 5'9" + (Blade)] Yeah, yeah When the rubber band pops from the top of them stacks Mami drop them tops 'fore
often They can't stand a Youngin flossin Until you off em, have they peoples viewin the coffin I pulls up, put it in park, make sure my tops up Fix my
doing his thang We keep the gun for paper, homey aimed and cocked Every n**** I'm my circle homey ready to pop We be ridin' drops tops that's just how
Chorus: repeat 4x Gotta make the paper Cant let the paper make me La di da di da di da [verse one] Thug come up in a fresh white benz Baby mama talkin
to my damn block Where the slugs and cans pop For the ones and tan rocks, kids play in the sandbox Other kids lay in boxes with sand tops, you can't
feet a nigga got whips like a farmer got sheep and as a matter fact i got sheeps like a farmer man i aint playin i jus bought a brand new lamb t tops
, life, life Check From the graffiti in the pissy project hallways To niggas hustling on the block Settin' up shop crack cocaine bottle of red tops Youngins
, you must not want it See, I fuck with real niggaz that done it You know what time it is, run it Niggaz got more important shit to deal with Talkin' about some 4
point Where you miss sleep With that said This lead with this Ruger And that shooter Sub-machine gun Ratta tat through you Copper tops, hollow
back, looking back Man, those were some good times Oh, oh, oh oh Everybody sing Oh, oh, oh oh 1, 2, 3, 4 Turn up the music loud Take the t-tops out
show up You a hatin' ass bitch so what I'm the baddest bitch sure nuff They know my clique so tough You wanna do what hold up Switch up flows, yes folks, drop tops
waiter knows what I want yeah Touch down in Tokyo I know just where to go S.A.K.E.B.O.M.B. We'll be dancing on the table tops Keep it shaking 'till they