cristian 805 – topanga lyrics
b+tch, i’m smoking on topanga
big d+ck in my wranglers
three bad hoes, different smell on my fingers
i’m dangerous
west side, b+tch i’m sw+ngin’
worldwide, now they speaking our language
’cause they ain’t mobbin’ like this
they ain’t talkin’ like this
they ain’t knockin’ like this
b+tch, get out of my face
they ain’t droppin’ like this
they ain’t poppin’ like this
told a b+tch to bend over, take this whole d+mn thing
ay, p+rn star from the valley
o.g., courtesy of cali
i’m on one
spanish girls call me [?]
south bay, [?]
’cause they ain’t movin’ like the mafia
p+ssy smell just like tilapia (ew)
imma need thirty for a sixteen
back thе b+tch, who was thirty, i was sixteen
but that was back in grade school
and guess why she gavе me an a too
i said, that’s what the gang do
i got asthma, so b+tch, i can’t chase you
i’m a staple of my city like comic+con
cristian 805 been f+cking soccer moms
she took the minivan to the marriott
send a bat signal, tell me if he there or not
young boy
that’s why i let my nuts hang
grab a plate, eat that ass like a buffet
i’m faded
sippin’ on a talk head
call me [?], that mean i’m the boss man
since way back in the day
live in s.d., i drive back to l.a
and she say i’m back there, no way
i said “take a seat,” now her ass on my face, b+tch i’m gone
b+tch, i’m smoking on topanga
big d+ck in my wranglers
three bad hoes, different smell on my fingers
i’m dangerous
west side, b+tch i’m sw+ngin’
worldwide, now they speaking our language
’cause they ain’t mobbin’ like this
they ain’t talkin’ like this
they ain’t knockin’ like this
b+tch, get out of my face
they ain’t droppin’ like this
they ain’t poppin’ like this
told a b+tch to bend over, take this whole d+mn thing
(ay, ay, what)
they sleepin’ on me? they must be drowsy
boy, you sweet like sugar, like sean o’malley (sean o’malley)
f+ck being quiet, boy, i’ll expose you loudly
imma pull up to your spot just like h+llo, howdy, ay
it’s h+lla flagrant how you tried to foul me
you’re saltier than a b+tch, imma call you lawry’s (lawry’s)
yeah these vacant+ass rappers really got me grouchy (grr)
i be on the 8 in a top+down audi
and i’m ballin’, don’t know how to stop (nuh)
got my wrist, got a lot of rocks
pull up, get it poppin’ like a bottle top
yeah, she threw it like a molotov
feelin’ like a household name
b+tch, i’m known in a lot of spots (a lot of spots)
might come through, knock you off your block
yeah, your b+tch came to, she was hoppin’ in the drop
i said, after you back it up then stop
wha+wha+wha, drop it like it’s hot
ay
and i’m a staple in my city like staples center (staples center)
sellin’ game to the people that be payin’ better (payin’ better)
and i don’t play pretend, i ain’t changing, never
only make it rain when i gotta change the weather
b+tch
and i be smoking on topanga
countin’ all this green
you can smell it on my fingers (smell it on my fingers)
you better get to work, boy, your pockets in danger (in danger)
what we doin’?
look, it’s mister “always doing major” (big problems)
i posted smoking on topanga (yeah)
soon as i’m finished i put money on my fingers (oh d+mn)
sh+t’s crazy
i feel it now, they really hate me (they do)
they say i caved, but really i do the same things (uh+huh)
stack bread, get head, can get like, messy (whoo)
hop on the stem, start ripping sh+t like i’m freddy (like i’m freddy)
a nightmare, i’m saucier than spaghetti
flow hotter than lasagna out the oven when it’s ready (oh yeah)
ay, say, is you hungry yet? (hungry yet?)
ain’t got no money on your plate
guess you a bummy, man (a b+tch)
how could you stomach that?
when i was down, i had to go [?] and run it back (had to run it back)
yeah, go ahead and check the stats (check)
i done hit 10k and that’s before all this rap sh+t (uh+huh)
they said to take it so i grabbed it
the way i’m getting to the money starting to feel like a ransom, aight
told you this sh+t nothing to me
listen, i could quit rapping
still be out in the streets (still be out in the streets)
ay, baby come and bust it for me
she slow it down like robitussin then start clapping the cheeks
she wants to smoke because i got it
who got the money, because really i need the profit (i really need that sh+t)
i tell ’em, quit it with the nonsense (hey quit it, b+tch)
i’m stacking gs ’til the day that i hit the coffin, d+mn (d+mn, d+mn)
b+tch, i’m smoking on topanga
big d+ck in my wranglers
three bad hoes, different smell on my fingers
i’m dangerous
west side, b+tch i’m sw+ngin’
worldwide, now they speaking our language
’cause they ain’t mobbin’ like this
they ain’t talkin’ like this
they ain’t knockin’ like this
b+tch, get out of my face
they ain’t droppin’ like this
they ain’t poppin’ like this
told a b+tch to bend over, take this whole d+mn thing
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