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shoreline mafia - top notch lyrics

[intro]
(dj paul)
(twhy, you did it, you heard?)

[chorus: pimp c & fenix flexin]
money on the dresser, drive a kompressor
top+notch hoes get the most, not the lesser
top+notch hoes get the most— get the most—
top— top+notch hoes get the most— get the most—
money on the dresser, drive a kompressor
top+notch hoes get the most, not the lesser (ayy, ayy)
top+notch hoes get the most— get the most— (n+gga, ayy, ayy, ayy)
top— top+notch hoes get the most— get the most—

[verse 1: fenix flexin]
we let shots off
who the hottest? ’cause it’s not y’all (ayy)
if it’s beef, we on it like some hot sauce (bah)
and this molly bustin’, i got lockjaw (n+gga)
yeah, i knocked the ho, she work at topgolf (b+tch)
switchin’ b+tches like i switch clothes (rrt)
we’ll pull up, make ’em get low
brodie want a body, he a skitzo (n+gga)
and them diamonds dancin’ like a disco (dancin’)
i’m poppin’ sh+t just like i’m crisco, we let clips blow (poppin’ sh+t)
boom, boom, we in the upper room
twenty thousand and we makin’ sh+t go
poof (outta here), knock a n+gga out his shoes (n+gga)
won’t hesitate, i’m finna shoot (baow)
that chopper knock a n+gga roof off (roof off)
i’m in that drop+top with two broads (skrrt)
ayy, n+gga (n+gga)
she playin’ with her nose, i call her rudolph (she playin’ with it)
i met her on rodeo, i picked her up and dropped your boo off (dropped her off)
this dope i’m cookin’ strong, might knock a smoker n+gga tooth off (on my mama)
for real
[chorus: pimp c & ohgeesy]
money on the dresser, drive a kompressor
top+notch hoes get the most, not the lesser
top+notch hoes get the most— get the most—
top— top+notch hoes get the most— get the most—
money on the dresser, drive a kompressor
top+notch hoes get the most, not the lesser
top+notch hoes get the most— get the most— (yeah, yeah)
top— top+notch hoes get the most— get the most— (yeah)

[verse 2: ohgeesy]
smokin’ opps, pourin’ up, keep that lean off in my cup
all my benz got leather and wood and my chopper in my trunk
all my n+ggas do is jugg and my pockets filled with lumps
pick you up for dinner, brunch, cartiers, they came from hutch
bbls and tummy tuck, all my b+tches cute as f+ck
you know a n+gga smooth as f+ck, fresh white tee, i don’t do too much
got all this ice, i’m cool as f+ck, we booted up, n+gga, who like us?
your boo with us, she chewin’ us, hoes choosin’ ain’t new to us
designered down, suited up, prada’d down and louis’d up
you f+ck around, we shoot it up, all these hundreds blue as f+ck
hold on, wait, n+gga, hold my cup (yeah), let me roll my blunt
hold on, wait, n+gga, hold my cup (hold up, hold up), let me roll my blunt
flawless diamonds in my grill (ayy), sincere juelz, he in my will
i just signed another deal and i just made another mil’
baby mama hair and nails, send the tab, i pay the bill
she love daddy, she know i’m real, she love daddy, she know i’m real
[chorus: pimp c & ohgeesy]
money on the dresser, drive a kompressor (yeah)
top+notch hoes get the most, not the lesser (r.i.p. pimp c)
top+notch hoes get the most— get the most— (shoreline mafia)
top— top+notch hoes get the most— get the most— (dj paul in this b+tch)
money on the dresser, drive a kompressor
top+notch hoes get the most, not the lesser
top+notch hoes get the most— get the most—
top— top+notch hoes get the most— get the most—

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