Luyện nghe bài hát On Top

[Intro:

[Bridge:
15 bitches they wanna go, (they wanna, they wanna)
Said they go let the green light, green light go
Said they wanna go to the top of the condo, (to the top)
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, can't em no
No

[Chorus:
Quavo, Rich Nigga, Young Rich Nigga
Popi, Sak Religious, Popi Sak
I was in a Masi, in a
Was nobodies business, was business
All of them my millions, all the
All the women, all the foreign women
I was in disguise, in
of the Bentley, backseat of the Bentley

[Verse 1:
of back seats, do you remember the back seats (remember)
Remember the days when Will Mac was driving, young was in the back seat (ugh!)
from 12s, on the back street! Yes he right behind but theres no catching me(No!)
It's at night, and I pray to God, I want a new Rari, tell him I'm sorry for my sins (sorry!)
New beginningin, (beginningin), all my winningin, (winningin)
Have you ever played with the Falcons, catch him Brian
is old like dinosaurs, breaking your bitch spinal cord, (break)!
Cook a brick when a nigga get bored (brick!), it down like a samurai sword (chop it down)

[Verse 2:
seat of the police car, waking up in the morning seeing bars (prison!)
Momma told me what the fuck you gon' do, you gon' stay being broke or you off tomorrow?
Now I up Bentley all my cars, Now that I'm rich nigga what is the R (I'm rich!)
And I'm up Keisha, gon live it up, what I'm rollin up, in a 'gar
Young rich nigga came a long way,(long way) everybody said we make it (we wouldn't make it)
I'm the same nigga trappin out the vaca, and when I up you should see the haters faces (look at em)
Louboutin loafers, no laces, Givenchy attire, you that it's tailored
Trapping and capping, they calling me Rayful, Margiela - walking alligator
World of life Bentley it's a umbrella, yeah the Migos jug like the Goodfellas, Brokanese ass niggas to do better
I'ma Heff on the bitches, living Hugh Heffner, and my diamonds so cold, got a Gucci sweater
Back -- Willy man call ya nigga, was tryin to get cheddar (kick door!)
Now I up in the Bentley Muslanne , Bugatti, whatever

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15 bitches say wanna go, wanna fuck Cinco and the three Amigos
Taking your bitch and we working the bitch the way she work her face, she gon get some my
Man that bitch ain't worth a fuckin penny (ugh ugh), she wanna shopping spree, she the paparazzi
Want to be spend all my broccoli at Lenox, little bitch you - can't get my blue Benjamin's
I'm sorry if I did offended you, I don't no relationship - I'm through with you
You can keep all of Louboutin tennis shoes, all that jewelry, those things are material (those things ain't nothing)
Cause those 15 bitches on my telephone, want to go to my top floor in Rome (top floor condo)
and geeking -- sucking less them leaches, lobby runned up with some Puerto Ricans and they freaky
She suck me all night till I sleep, Whipping up a a nigga drinking Easter Pink
Like you love a nigga bitches they be shopping overseas, I can take a nonbeliever and I that bitch believe
Does she cook it, does she flip it right? That bitch could live me
If she can stand on the block the brick and run from the Police
She ain't got no bringing back the product to me
a chicken in the kitchen I send that bitch in the streets. (Whipping it!)