6ierre & dougie jay - top floor lyrics
(hook):
iʼm on the top floor
i left you b-tches at the bottom
i got rid of all my problems
now everywhere i go, they follow
iʼm in v.i.p. with some bottles
gettinʼ tipsy with some models
iʼm living life thatʼs on my momma
and you n-ggas ainʼt gone stop us
on my soul god got us
iʼm on the top floor
i left you b-tches at the bottom
i got rid of all my problems
(dougie jay):
iʼm on the top floor
presidential suite overlooking the city
sometimes i wish you was with me
but, itʼs a blessing in disguise
you not by my side
i make women cry
make em smile
that sh-t you despise
i canʼt help the fact when i crescendo leave them hypnotized
kept it real all the time
flip side, cheat and lie
staring me right in my eyes
blew up caught you by surprise
top floor, my room gotta doorbell
sent her location on the way like priority mail
i f-ck with her she f-ck with me but you could never tell
by seeing us
switch it up
donʼt want yʼall in our mix
iʼm not in houston or atlanta then iʼm in the 6
i got some white girls getting wasted bout to skinny dip
i just gave my bellman a hundred dollar tip
hennessy privilege on my rich n-gga shieeeet, yeah
(hook):
iʼm on the top floor
i left you b-tches at the bottom
i got rid of all my problems
now everywhere i go, they follow
iʼm in v.i.p. with some bottles
gettinʼ tipsy with some models
iʼm living life thatʼs on my momma
and you n-ggas ainʼt gone stop us
on my soul god got us
iʼm on the top floor
i left you b-tches at the bottom
i got rid of all my problems
(6ierre):
i really came up from the bottom
now i rock balenciaga
taking trips to the bahamas
my shawty bad just like rihanna
in a mansion with madonna
i threw my ex b-tch on my partner
iʼm dha sickest like my partner
i be drippinʼ in designer
might call my barber for a line up
i think iʼm hot because my mind stuck
iʼm out the nawf what you think n-gga?
what you think n-gga?
(i’m out the nawf what you think?)
in a section with some b-tches who i couldnʼt get back then
n-ggas jealous point fingers i canʼt hang with fake friends
drop the top of the benz
put a rock on her hand
i be flexing cuz i can
i just f-cked a 6ierre fan
she said she know iʼm the man
her favorite song i got them bands
i ainʼt signed but i got bands
be like…
ahhh!
you like my pants they cost a grand
wore em once i donʼt be playing
what you sayinʼ? benihanaʼs
baby lets go where they canʼt find us
honeymoon up in china
bigots on your ring
you ainʼt never seen
i can show you things
like up in your dreams
call me mr. clean cuz i like to ball
or maybe babe ruth ima knock it out the park
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