Brianna Perry - Top notch lyrics
rate mefeat Audiopush
(Yes)
Man, if you got your own whip, put Chanelle on your lips
Purse hanging off your wrist and your top notch
Brand new true religion designer stage Denim
With your booty barely in them and your top notch
You got ill game popping nobody got them
And they read at the bottom girl you top notch
You hit the floor going down got them niggas like damn
Girl you top notch
Top heel, all raise the bag
Lights on bree , my aim not playing laser tag
Kills was a crap, dress was a crap too
Buddy, I am the shit, wake me up my shit too
Alligator catch, strike when the zoo’s on them
Mister one to one, how the hell I got the two of them?
Any of ill pill she won it, forget about it
Length that weed twenty- six, can’t live without it
Got a Benz, drive a beamer cross the Porsche
You got class college courses it can go five courses
Ferrari, the horses, park them at the fortress
Face gorgeous when the bosses call your bosses
No I wasn’t with them shooting in the gyms
Still he blow 150 it on the gym
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
If you was top notch you’d have plenty of them
Man, if you got your own whip, put Chanelle on your lips
Purse hanging off your wrist and your top notch
Brand new true religion designer stage Denim
With your booty barely in them and your top notch
You got ill game popping nobody got them
And they red at the bottom girl you top notch
You hit the floor going down got them niggas like damn
Girl you top notch
Top notch, top notch
Top notch, top notch
Girl, you top notch, top notch
Top notch, top notch
She’s so out of your league
Make all the boys come run steam peace
Basic chick come take hid
Tylenol, PM’s, you’ll see
Berking bag we’ll take her Formeda sish
Top model frame in the game if she’s kinda chic
Cover that out, Miss Loreal
Street brain cells man could have went to Yale
About the yummy yummy he will send my bill well
Round the way girl now rub my LL
Drive the nine to five balling from five to nine
Never met this girl I just treat him like he mine
Arrogant and slowly
No name tag but they’re acting like they know me
You get them seven digits, gotta have them seven digits
So better
Damn flow?
Are you kidding? I’m clever!
Man, if you got your own whip, put Chanelle on your lips
Purse hanging off your wrist and your top notch
Brand new true religion designer stage Denim
With your booty barely in them and your top notch
You got ill game popping nobody gets them
And they red at the bottom girl you top notch
You hit the floor going down got them niggas like damn
Girl you top notch
Top notch, top notch
Top notch, top notch
Girl, you top notch, top notch
Top notch, top notch.
