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travis scott - sloppy toppy - travis scott lyrics

[intro: edna wright]
darling, when the moon is bright
i want you to be holding me tight

[verse 1: quavo]
migo!
she see me pull up in that ‘rari
i’m thinkin’ ’bout choppin’ the toppy
got b-tches on b-tches, they run ’round the lobby
they know that i got it
i got too much money signs, sorry can’t fit in my wallet
sloppy toppy, you can’t touch my wallet
sloppy toppy know the b-tches got it
know that she got it, know that she got it (what she got huh?)
sloppy toppy, sloppy toppy, uh
know that she got it, know that she got it
sloppy toppy, bet the b-tch has got it
sloppy toppy, bet that b-tch has got it

[verse 2: travis scott]
migos they know that i got it (hey, straight up)
know that my wristw-tch is sloppy
now they want a double dutch in my pockets (straight up)
tell me one thing, is you ’bout it? girl, is you ’bout it?
gotta know before we let you tiptoe and run through the lobby (f-ck is you sayin’?)
but the little bitty told me sloppy toppy was a hobby (straight up)
so she gave me sloppy toppy like the sloppy toppy goddess
over the garden, over the garden, oh what a goddess
on my province, we don’t do m-ssages (straight up), just “ménages”
she like to talk sh-t when we f-ck, after she claims she forgot it (straight up)
she don’t tap out, no tap out, she rather just black out
then we take trips to her trap house
we been pullin’ them stacks out
call over your friends, bend over, they poppin’ for bands
can’t stop if i can, no i do not do beer cans, f-ck is this a frat house?

[bridge: travis scott & quavo]
i know that she got it, quavo know that she got it
i know that she got it
i know that she got it, i know that she got it

[verse 3: quavo]
quavo!
i pull up and pick her up (get her, bruh, go)
i know that she bad
and i know that the head is so good when she got around
i know that we call her the sloppy toppy
my pockets so sloppy (sloppy toppy)
i pull out the whopper, the chopper
just know that’s who shot ya
me, pull up in that ‘rari i don’t have a key (who got the key ?)
she hop in the whip, disappear like a genie (go)

[verse 4: takeoff]
she got the sloppy toppy, b-tches want my broccoli
she after my money, monopoly
them twitter b-tches wanna follow me
i make ’em swallow me then kick ’em off of my property
paparazzi keep on stalkin’ me
feel like the federali’s keep on watchin’ me (12)
worth 100 mil, n-gg-s can’t talk to me
get sloppy toppy, but you givin’ currency
i make your b-tch work for me, she at the doubletree (b-tch)
chopping strong, og gas bags of that hercules (bag)
i’m whipping the top off the audi, do surgery (ay, ay)
red on the bottom, my shoes it’s a murder scene
i don’t want your b-tch she a natnat (nat)
pull up in the audi, it’s a hatchback (hatchback)
kickin’, pimpin’ and i’m luxury livin’
makin’ it disappear, i’m a magician (oh)

[chorus: quavo]
know that the bad b-tch got it (she got it)
know that she got it
i know that she got it, i know that she got it
know that the bad b-tch got it (she got it)
know that she got it
i know that she got it, i know that she got it

[verse 5: peewee longway]
sloppy in the wrist and all my pockets (bands)
come here lil’ b-tch, i want sloppy toppy
b-tt naked, f-ckin’ in balenciaga
her p-ssy wet, i call it fiji water (fiji)
i know she got it, i’ma beat it for her (beat it)
then i dismiss the b-tch and ignore her (get the f-ck out)
they know i got it, i’m at the top floor
blue benjamins on me, no dubs
duffel bag filled up like i’m money mayweather
boogers in my rollie, pikachu yellow (ugh)
pick a shoe, balenci, maison margiela
pick a big bezel, which bezel is better?
my jeweler know i got big cheddar
double lambo, double parking wherever
double r ghost jump out with an umbrella
come with me, we take off like sp-ce shuttles
longway, longway (b-tch)

[verse 6: offset]
offset!
sloppy toppy in the maserati
she gone get on top me, ride me like a harley
i don’t f-ck with the molly, look at her body
she a hottie like a bag of takis (gottie!)
beat the p-ssy like i’m pacquiao (beat it up!)
squeeze the nipples like you milk a cow
pull up in the car that she can’t pr-nounce (skrrt)
d-ck in her mouth, you’d think she got a root c-n-l
30 thousand for her birkin
fat booty, shawty perfect (perfect)
she gag on the d-ck and she burpin’
she swallow my kids like a slurpee
good brains, she nerdy
i’m wonderin’ what is her purpose
when i get around her i get nervous
little momma, she clean, like detergent (clean!)

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