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trae tha truth – off top كلمات اغاني

[intro: moxii double dee]
hey, hey, uh, hey
hey, hey, hey, uh, hey
hey, hey, hey, uh, hey
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[chorus: moxii double dee & trae tha truth]
hoes ride down, wanna be on me (on me)
told her “‘fore you hop in, what’s ya d.o.b.?”
airplane n_gga like b.o.b
i’m a boss ass n_gga, no j.o.b. (no what?)
you be startin’ sh_t, never p.o.p
send shout’s to my n_ggas in the p.o.d
fly ass hoes like tlc
they don’t want no scrubs, just t.l.c. (ooh, oooh)
t.l.c., t.l.c
i’ma get mine off t.o.p
come to my bag, it’s c.o.d
when it come to this sh_t, i’m a g.o.d. (g.o.d.)
i’ma get mine off t.o.p
yeah, i’ma get mine off t.o.p
walk in the spot, make it p.o.p
everybody in the club tryna bе on me

[verse 1: trae tha truth]
hatin’ on me, bettеr know they was broke
so much ice, you can hit up a slope
n_ggas ain’t sh_t, so i stay on my note
h_town king, yeah they say i’m the g.o.a.t
me and lil’ bro tryna fill up the bank
brand new whip make you get up and think
so much gas, he can fill up a tank
brand new cup, go on fill up a drank
any spot i hit is finna get packed
v.i.p., the shooter, he in the back
she a stallion, tryna get on her back
i’m a savage, i don’t know how to act
brand new bag, got me lookin’ like a star
hope it’s soft when she get up in her car
talk my sh_t, i’m bar after bar
can’t be stopped, n_ggas ain’t up to par
[chorus: moxiii double dee]
hoes ride down, wanna be on me (on me)
told her “‘fore you hop in, what’s ya d.o.b.?”
airplane n_gga like b.o.b
i’m a boss ass n_gga, no j.o.b. (no what?)
you be startin’ sh_t, never p.o.p
send shout’s to my n_ggas in the p.o.d
fly ass hoes like tlc
they don’t want no scrubs, just t.l.c. (ooh, oooh)
t.l.c., t.l.c
racked up n_gga, but i be lowkey
all city n_gga what i b.o.d
got a [? 1:39] baby and a creole freak
i don’t know n0body flyer than me
i don’t know n0body higher than me
if a n_gga can’t sell me a whole d_mn bag then that n_gga ain’t no p.l.u.g. (ain’t no plug)

[verse 2: moxiii double dee]
o.g. n_ggas in the back of the club
wouldn’t give me no dap, wouldn’t show me no love
i don’t give a f_ck about none of that sh_t
i ain’t never had nothin’, i ain’t never had a hug (nope, nope)
n_ggas know me, i’m the one in the cut
from the southwest side, get it straight out the mud
if it ain’t ’bout no money you should know about me, my n_gga, you should know it’s a dub
uptown n_gga gettin’ a_town love
uptown n_gga gettin’ h_town love
if you really got a problem, you should call my phone
n_gga no internet play, no subs
[chorus: moxii double dee & trae tha truth]
hoes ride down, wanna be on me (on me)
told her “‘fore you hop in, what’s ya d.o.b.?”
airplane n_gga like b.o.b
i’m a boss ass n_gga, no j.o.b. (no what?)
you be startin’ sh_t, never p.o.p
send shout’s to my n_ggas in the p.o.d
fly ass hoes like tlc
they don’t want no scrubs, just t.l.c. (ooh, oooh)
t.l.c., t.l.c
i’ma get mine off t.o.p
come to my bag, it’s c.o.d
when it come to this sh_t, i’m a g.o.d. (g.o.d.)
i’ma get mine off t.o.p
yeah, i’ma get mine off t.o.p
walk in the spot, make it p.o.p
everybody in the club tryna be on me

[verse 3: jared]
abn in the cut, we deep, lil’ n_gga
skrrt off, trackhawk, new jeep (skrrt)
from the west, but i move through the east, lil’ n_gga
better ask yo ho, i’m a beast (grrr)
better watch your tone ‘fore you speak, lil’ n_gga
outside everyday of the week (outside)
be baggin’ hoes, go on freak, lil’ n_gga, we taxin’, ain’t sh_t cheap (get money)
got b_tches on b_tches, no d.o.g
i done hit yo ho, tell her b.r.b
can’t call my phone, can’t be on me
can’t catch me, f_ck that c.o.p
don’t ask ’bout me, i stay lowkey
my mind on money, that’s m.o.b
got too many hoes, can’t cheat on me
and i keep a hunnid k you’ll see on me
[chorus: moxii double dee & trae tha truth]
hoes ride down, wanna be on me (on me)
told her “‘fore you hop in, what’s ya d.o.b.?”
airplane n_gga like b.o.b
i’m a boss ass n_gga, no j.o.b. (no what?)
you be startin’ sh_t, never p.o.p
send shout’s to my n_ggas in the p.o.d
fly ass hoes like tlc
they don’t want no scrubs, just t.l.c. (ooh, oooh)
t.l.c., t.l.c
i’ma get mine off t.o.p
come to my bag, it’s c.o.d
when it come to this sh_t, i’m a g.o.d. (g.o.d.)
i’ma get mine off t.o.p
yeah, i’ma get mine off t.o.p
walk in the spot, make it p.o.p
everybody in the club tryna be on me

- trae tha truth

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