your body Somebody's gotta be on top Hello, welcome to the show, somebody's gotta be on top 'Cuz that's the way it goes, somebody's gotta be on top
for the Ride of your life (somebody) somebody's Gotta be on top coco butter skin I can't Wait till I get in your body somebody's Gotta be on top
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somebody) somebody's Gotta be on top coco butter skin I can't Wait till I get in your body somebody's Gotta be on top [Bridge] Looking for the softest place on
the only one I got Sing on the more or less you hold the number one spot Even when I'm down you make me feel on top That's why the car got the bowtie,
's a sweet that I rented; I'm a get deeper in it Than he's been in it Bangin' like a chief's up in it [don't stop] Fuck your punnony; butterfly on top
today or what? I'm startin' to not, to like, what's she's doin' at me She's not on time, you know her hair ain't combed She's not dressed properly She's
crime I've done my sentence / but committed no crime, crime, crime And we mean to go on and on and on and on [Dame Dash: speaking over Queen samples
say, every thing's kool Fa sho, fa sho It's either gonna be him or me and I ain't finsta be either or Fear no man, bar none, be a hog like a wild bull
to studewood, it's all good I'm riding on platinum grey, with z-ro and trae Gon let the top down, it's a beautiful day Haters jealous on the sidelines
s word to my mother You throw a shot at me I'm throwing a shot back Your's is on a joint Mine's whistling by your top hat Ya I'm cool but you violate
a suit See I'm thinking Grammy's Sunglasses on, with my On Top family and a bad bitch handy Each day there's a "W", it felt like heaven I'm at an actress
wishin, that's word to my mother You throw a shot at me, I'm throwin a shot back Yours is on a joint, mine's whistlin by your top hat Yeah I'm cool but
Yeah the world famous DJ Clue desert storm Jump off Joe Buddens on top This go out to all my niggas You ain't gotta chain but you got a Mean muthafuckin
[DJ Clue] Yeah, the world famous DJ Clue Desert Storm Jump off Joe Buddens, on top This go out to all my niggaz You ain't gotta chain, but you got a mean
Studewood, it's all good I'm riding on platinum grey, with Z-Ro and Trae Gon let the top down, it's a beautiful day Haters jealous on the sidelines,
