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ALEXXX MCKNIGHT - TOP DROPPED (feat. MG) Lyrics



ALEXXX MCKNIGHT - TOP DROPPED (feat. MG) Lyrics
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Ridding with the top drop, smoking on that doja
Ridding with the top drop, smoking on that doja
Swangin through them red lights, ya hoe wanna know us
Got that glock tight, for them ops who wanna fold us
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Smoking on that, doja
Riding with the top down
Hit the scene Mr. Clean when I pop out
Smoking doja, all this ice got iced out
Got your bitch giving me top with the top down
Motion slow my mind on cloud nine
Sipping drank got me throwed while I pass out
Never fold toting metal finna rock out
Getting love from the city give me my props now
This money ambition putting my dreams in infusion
Put it all line gotta get it up and get it
Out I'm always on the move gotta stay on a pivot
Drip in finesse I'm man on a mission
Stop all that talking little baby just listen
No baby it's not you but there something that is missing
So I'll take a lil head then baby I'm dipping
When push gets to shove I ain't tryna hurt no feelings
Baby ima thug yea yea running it up yea yea
Got drank in my cup, smell the aroma whenever I pull up
Rolling doja get to sparking it up
City lights drop top sipping on bubb
No room for emotions, I show no love
Came from the struggle really got it out the mud
Ridding with the top drop, smoking on that doja
Ridding with the top drop, smoking on that doja
Swangin through them red lights, ya hoe wanna know us
Got that glock tight, for them ops who wanna fold us
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Smoking on that, doja
I'm ridding through the south side
Of S.A late night, smoking dank
Switching lanes, feeling fade
New strain, hit the brain
Gawd damn what a wave
I got a cuban link on my neck
Bullet proof vest, rollie on my wrist
Yes, don't let me get naughty like Treach
I'll put you in a stretch, with my two tec
Reck, bad hoes bangin my line
Scorpio signs, that's my type
Look alike, sippin on Rosie wine
As they tongue tie, bout that time
I get mine, with felines, two dimes, on each side
Till the next morning rise, can't say no names
But one thing, can say
She knows how to really take
Let me explain to hoes
I'm not to control or keep a tight rope
So, you can drown In your Frank oce of tears
The new sound of down south, is here
We bout to shake the whole world from here
The hearts of our ops finna pump fear
Once the crown lays on my dome
Cheers, who paved the way but now I'm here
Ridding with the top drop, smoking on that doja
Ridding with the top drop, smoking on that doja
Swangin through them red lights, ya hoe wanna know us
Got that glock tight, for them ops who wanna fold us
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Smoking on that, doja
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Ridding with the top drop, smoking on that doja
Ridding with the top drop, smoking on that doja
Swangin through them red lights, ya hoe wanna know us
Got that glock tight, for them ops who wanna fold us
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Smoking on that, doja
Riding with the top down
Hit the scene Mr. Clean when I pop out
Smoking doja, all this ice got iced out
Got your bitch giving me top with the top down
Motion slow my mind on cloud nine
Sipping drank got me throwed while I pass out
Never fold toting metal finna rock out
Getting love from the city give me my props now
This money ambition putting my dreams in infusion
Put it all line gotta get it up and get it
Out I'm always on the move gotta stay on a pivot
Drip in finesse I'm man on a mission
Stop all that talking little baby just listen
No baby it's not you but there something that is missing
So I'll take a lil head then baby I'm dipping
When push gets to shove I ain't tryna hurt no feelings
Baby ima thug yea yea running it up yea yea
Got drank in my cup, smell the aroma whenever I pull up
Rolling doja get to sparking it up
City lights drop top sipping on bubb
No room for emotions, I show no love
Came from the struggle really got it out the mud
Ridding with the top drop, smoking on that doja
Ridding with the top drop, smoking on that doja
Swangin through them red lights, ya hoe wanna know us
Got that glock tight, for them ops who wanna fold us
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Smoking on that, doja
I'm ridding through the south side
Of S.A late night, smoking dank
Switching lanes, feeling fade
New strain, hit the brain
Gawd damn what a wave
I got a cuban link on my neck
Bullet proof vest, rollie on my wrist
Yes, don't let me get naughty like Treach
I'll put you in a stretch, with my two tec
Reck, bad hoes bangin my line
Scorpio signs, that's my type
Look alike, sippin on Rosie wine
As they tongue tie, bout that time
I get mine, with felines, two dimes, on each side
Till the next morning rise, can't say no names
But one thing, can say
She knows how to really take
Let me explain to hoes
I'm not to control or keep a tight rope
So, you can drown In your Frank oce of tears
The new sound of down south, is here
We bout to shake the whole world from here
The hearts of our ops finna pump fear
Once the crown lays on my dome
Cheers, who paved the way but now I'm here
Ridding with the top drop, smoking on that doja
Ridding with the top drop, smoking on that doja
Swangin through them red lights, ya hoe wanna know us
Got that glock tight, for them ops who wanna fold us
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Ridding with the top, Smoking on that
Ridding with the top, Smoking on that, doja
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Writer: Alex Regino, Manuel Salazar
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




ALEXXX MCKNIGHT - TOP DROPPED (feat. MG) Video
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Performed By: ALEXXX MCKNIGHT
Language: English
Length: 3:40
Written by: Alex Regino, Manuel Salazar

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