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sylvy – off the top lyrics

b+tch
gang gang

new ice around my neck b+tch i spent a check
i’ma get this money n+gga yeah you know i’ma finna flex
i just the head babygirl come here wit’ yo neck
got that money by my side n+gga like panera bread
i’m smokin’ that sh+t, i’m smokin’ that dope
i can’t breathe
i got your b+tch n+gga f+ck her then she on her knees
my n+ggas pull up and we shootin’ like n+ggas from 3
i’m not a rat n+gga but never f+ck wit’ my cheese
i got a vibe, b+tch i’m in the sky
cause i’m smokin’ on this dope and you know a n+gga high
i just wanna f+ck that b+tch
i’ma slide right through the thighs
i’ma get that money b+tch i’m sellin’ chicken like popeyes n+gga
i ain’t playin’ i ain’t playin’ no f+ckin’ games
and i gotta couple choppas on me and they f+ckin’ gon mm
i f+cked up, but that’s alright
i get that money n+gga where a n+gga lay
i got that choppa and i shoot it where you stay
and i’ma get that bread b+tch i get that cake
i take that money to the motherf+cking bank
i got them diamonds and they wetter then a sink
she wanna f+ck, i wanna f+ck
but i don’t want her, i don’t love
young tae b+tch i’m flyer than a dove
i got dope, i got drugs b+tch you know i be the plug
and i gotta couple choppas n+gga you can catch a slug
i’ma get that money b+tch i’m praying to above
n+ggas wanna talk, and n+ggas wanna speak
and i got that choppa on me and n+ggas leave em’ weak
ooh
phsswhoo
n+gga play wit’ i’ll have a n+gga sh+ttin’ like he just ate some chitterlings
give em’ no forgiveness
and i got a couple hittas and they leavin’ no witness
yes my name is sylvy i don’t know no d+mn sylvic
told that n+gga work it out like fitness
i’ma get to movin’ like a address get to shippin’
b+tches actin’ tough i know d+mn well they be snitchin’
n+gga play wit’ me too much i’ll put on a hit list
n+gga really feel himself but i ain’t got no feelings
i’ma have to tie your shoelace cause that n+gga trippin’
yes i couple of women i’m feelin’ splendid
i’m the type to get a million and i won’t spend it
told that b+tch that i be countin’ money just for digits
off of the top of the dome hoe it ain’t written
i be smokin’ on that pac
swisher sweet swishes
took a shot last night and that sh+t wasn’t hittin’
n+gga tryna move me like i’m in a sit in
keep it basic for this verse cause i’m way too gifted

n+gga didn’t even say independent
phsswhoo

- sylvy lyrics

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