paroles de chanson Top Off - Problem , Airplane James
Hold
on
Did
the
9th
Wonder
fucking
files
come
in
yet?
Goddamn!
Hey
9th,
we
gon'
get
some
money
this
year
baby
Hey
man,
I'm
feeling
good
with
my
shirt
off
Know
how
I
get
it
Diamond!
I'm
riding
with
the
top
off
all
summer
I'm
riding
with
the
top
off
all
summer
With
the
top
off
all
summer
I'm
riding
with
the
top
off
all
summer
With
the
top
off
all
summer
With
the
top
off
all
summer
With
the
top
off
all
summer
I'm
riding
with
the
top
off
First
off
Take
your
top
off
Too
real
to
be
knocked
off
$200
slides,
my
socks
off
It's
movie
time,
I'm
box
office
With
or
without
the
watch
flossin'
Be
cautious,
no
losses
taken
this
year
They
always
thought
we'd
have
a
problem
making
it
here
Pun
intended
No
money
issue
is
unattended
And
as
far
as
my
attendance
with
the
women,
may
I
be
forgiven
I'm
just
not
committed
as
I
am
to
gettin'
it
Freshman
year,
senior,
yeah,
I
been
had
the
vision
God
my
witness
I'm
first
class
fly,
ring
the
school
bell
Hammer
on
the
waist,
no
tool
belt
Smokin'
weed
with
a
dime,
straight
relaxin'
Bet
I
have
her
ass
comin'
in
5 like
a
Jackson
Quentin
Tarantino
with
the
action
Everyday's
a
flick,
in
your
hood,
post
it
like
a
pic,
nigga
no
captions
I'm
riding
with
the
top
off
all
summer
I'm
riding
with
the
top
off
all
summer
With
the
top
off
all
summer
I'm
riding
with
the
top
off
all
summer
With
the
top
off
all
summer
With
the
top
off
all
summer
With
the
top
off
all
summer
I'm
riding
with
the
top
off
This
so
I
could
see
niggas
reactions
when
I
pass
them,
skrrt
I'm
loved
in
a
section
where
niggas
get
murrked
Used
to
want
the
Benz
with
the
frog
eyes,
small
times
I
had
the
niggas
that
was
ill-advised,
I
had
to
cut
'em
off
And
now
I'm...
I'm
riding
with
the
top
off
all
summer
Probs'
comin',
the
broads
runnin'...
In
my
direction,
all
fiendin'
for
my
erection
Claimin'
they
real
as
me,
but
fakin'
in
them
injections
Them
hoes
got
Digital
dashes,
leather
seats
make
they
clothes
drop
Whip
coke
white
makes
her
nose
hot
Wrong
rap
line
will
get
you
cold-cocked
a
thug,
but
your
soul's
not
Really
squared
in
a
closed
box
But
boy,
if
you
want
some,
come
get
some
Get
close
enough
to
see
what's
what
and
then
run
You
betta'
(zoom)
Them
taggers
that
kept
it
crackin'
all
summer
long
My
'17
summer
song,
for
niggas
that's
dead
and
gone
Boys
back
season,
better
get
involved
Or
you
could
watch
me
get
it
all,
that's
your
choice
But
know
this,
"I'm
not
to
be
fucked
with"
I
learned
the
hard
way
with
who
I
can
build
trust
with
Temporary
fakes
is
temporary
bitches,
I
done
had
enough
with
And
all
the
what's
up
wit's
Nigga
cut
the
small
talk,
you
niggas
all
talk
Niggas
all
bark,
code
red
If
you
comin'
for
my
head,
I'mma
make
it
easy
I'm
riding
with
the
top
off
all
summer
I'm
riding
with
the
top
off
all
summer
With
the
top
off
all
summer
I'm
riding
with
the
top
off
all
summer
With
the
top
off
all
summer
With
the
top
off
all
summer
With
the
top
off
all
summer
I'm
riding
with
the
top
off
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