thelobbyus – top lyrics
[intro: milf melly]
(i don’t know why the f-ck you taking off your pants like we ’bout to f-ck or something)
(like, f-ck?)
(you must be crazy, b-tch. you already know i want the f-cking top. hoe. what the f-ck you think this is, n-gg-?)
top, top
top, top
top, top, (aye)
top, top, (harlem, aye!)
[hook: milf melly & kerwin clemens]
top, top
top, top, (top me!)
top, top
top, top
top, top
top, top, (top me!)
top, top
top, top
[verse 1: rated r roah}
i yell ‘top’ ’cause i need it
f-ck hoes, make ’em bleed
blow smoke in the air
hot box with the team
gold nut in her hair
d-ck jumped out my jeans
-ss busting out the seams
she the b-tch of my dreams
she the realest and i’m cut
thumb all in her b-tt
i’m the winner ’cause i f-cked
in the winter i got lucky
shawty, triple-c suck me
(aye, shawty triple-c suck, she what?
shawty triple-c suck
honestly, god bless)
[verse 2: freebxll will]
look, top
whip out my d-ck like a glock, (glock)
she gon’ come and give me top, (top)
have her bestfriend watch (watch, she watch?)
slide her tongue all on my c-ck, (oh my god..)
tommy hilfiger my socks, (aye)
supreme on me when i hot box, (box)
toppin’ me ’cause i’m the box, (aye)
aye, young free, you know me
b-tch, i only want the t-o-p
better hurry up, ’cause it’s clemens season
gotta hit the stu, baby, what’s the reason?
can you top me off? i don’t mean no treason
foreign b-tch, think she european
with that jeep wagon from her baby daddy
throw it to the side like a f-cking t-ssel
[hook: milf melly, freebxll will, & kerwin clemens]
top, top
top, top, (top me!)
top, top
top, top
top, top
top, top, (top me!)
top, top
top, top
[verse 3: milf melly]
i just want some f-ll-t–
by big, white, pasty hoes
fat, black, tasty hoes
or some latina? crazy hoes
i don’t care top is top
are you gonna top me or not?
don’t even take off your pants
’cause i don’t want no tilapia
all i really wanna hear is
‘melly, i’m finna ne toppin’ ya’
i’m allergic to that trout
but i ain’t allergic to that mouth
so, let me see what you can do
after this you still ain’t my boo
d-ck suck got my c-ck blue
good head, tryna see if it’s true
{verse 4: kerwin clemens]
i got some brothers who blooded
might k!ll you cold if you cousin
shoutout my women, you winnin’
got them dark skins all in my linens
b-tch, come and f-ck with this vision
milf got them cartier lenses, (he do!)
i want that top with no tension
honestly, i ain’t gon’ hit it, listen
[hook: milf melly, freebxll will, & kerwin clemens]
top, top
top, top, (top me!)
top, top
top, top
top, top
top, top, (top me!)
top, top
top, top
(b-tch, gonna give me that slop
b-tch, gonna give me that top
b-tch, gonna give me that top
b-tch, gonna give me that top)
(b-tch, gonna give me that slop?
b-tch, gonna give me that suck
b-tch, gonna give me that top)
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