Top of the Year Remix (Fat Pimp, Kolombiana, T Cash, Pooca Leroy) [Remix]
I'm breaking ya ruler lil bitch
You think I'm a give u an inch
You niggas is trash you niggas is ass
And nigga I'm the really the shit
These pussy niggas ain't real
That's why I'm chilling wit my bitch
Too busy worried bout awards
To think bout a local list
And I ain't tripping on a opp
A nigga play he getting shot
Niggas actin like tough guys
Till they patna in a box
When he died nigga you ain't spray shit
Y'all done ran a nigga hot
Since niggas trying to get on board
I'm leaving niggas at the dock
I'm leaving niggas out the loop
Aint double dutchin' wit a goof
Crashed out on the freeway
Guess it's time to buy another coupe
Bout to runover twenty twenty one
Da fuck ima do wit twenty two
Aint no facade I'm the truth
And still ain't never heard of you
I'm the nigga they left out the boogie movement
I could give a fuck bitch I'm the boogeyman
Make ya heart stop who you betta than
Man you niggas be rapping from neva land
Last time I seen some of you niggas out
Y'all was pulling up fly in a caravan
Let me stop before this shit get out of hand
You work for a label bitch I'm the man
Takeover the top of the year
I'm Thinkin bout switching the gears
I know that da hatas gon watch
But they ain't the man in the mirror
I know I'm surrounded by opps
But I like to keep all of em near
Take Over the top of the year
Take Over the top of the year
First Name is Christopher
Rap name is Fat Pimp
Went to high school at Duncanville
Then TSU no scholarship
I'm so dallas like Jack Ruby
That Line will go over they head
1 rule in the Murder Cap
Do not snitch you get one in the head
On Gannon lane
With Nard and Star C
I stay strapped like I'm in a car seat
I love Dallas Bitches I Aint fuckin wit barbies
I'm a Camp Wisdom We ain't eating at Arbys
I be Thinkin bout Struggs
When I'm flying on the Polk
I done called Niggas out
They don't want no smoke
Free KP man I miss my nigga
Would've been came home Fuck a Snitch Ass Nigga
Fighting on the Goat Spot
Me and Ronny M F
My generation ain't too many left
A lot of yall niggas ain't welcome in the hood
I'm exit off twenty Cockrell Hill make a left
I'm seven five two three seven like Freddy
Had a deal in oh eight but a nigga wasn't ready
Ricochet that's my dog for sho
This the remix for the top of the year
Dallas Texas got a lot of Talent
Let me send some flowers while niggas still here
Fuck wit Lil Dee and Blessed Sinner
Seven tha Great, and Jayson Lyric
Q P, Uno Loso my dog Rakim
The world need to hear it
I wouldn't be shit if I didn't have ya'll
Assalamualaikum alhamdulillah
Takeover the top of the year
I'm Thinkin bout switching the gears
I know that da hatas gon watch
But they ain't the man in the mirror
I know I'm surrounded by opps
But I like to keep all of em near
Take Over the top of the year
Take Over the top of the year
Fuck a draco bitch I gotta dricka
Wet yo ass up with a street sweepa
Then go get a ounce of that reefa
I'm a bad bitch naw you can't keep her
Unless you got bread then I might keep ya
Know a nigga in the less got it cheaper
Weapon under my seat call it lethal
I was born in the era with beepers
Fucking up a check like it's legal
Gotta get it out the mud for my people
Bitch I'm tryna ball hard like an eagle
Stay on point like a muthafucking needle
Riding dick in his old school regal
Bitch I make hits like the muthafuckin' beetles
bring it back like some muthfuckin adidas...
Running this track like a muthafuckin' cheetah
Need to get a pack yeah A bitch had to reup
Sitting in the lac with my muthafuckin' feet up
Talking on my name fuck around and get beat up
Ass sitting right but my titties is a C cup
Oak Cliff shit we getting money nigga we up
We all at the table nigga gon head eat up
Big bidness in this bitch nigga scoot ya seat up
Big bidness in this bitch nigga scoot ya seat up
When I was down below you didn't fuck with me
Now you on my line tryna see what's up with me
I'm on some day one shit you can't come with me
Shots of patron I can't fuck with henny
I gotta burner in this bitch like it was named penny
Make a nigga lose weight like his name Jenny
I Pour a fo fa fo I ain't talking Wendy's
Hoes see me in person and then they act timid
Takeover the top of the year
I'm Thinkin bout switching the gears
I know that da hatas gon watch
But they ain't the man in the mirror
I know I'm surrounded by opps
But I like to keep all of em near
Take Over the top of the year
Take Over the top of the year
Ion do the he say she say
Sippin dusse with my feet up
Shoot or punch I ain't ducking
Nothing wassup you kno we can meet up
Yea it's a lot us know we be popping up
Don't give a fuck if you popular
Man of the year we beat the odds
That's why them people be watching us
82 mafia twisting my fingers
Letting you know where I'm coming from
They coming from midland showing em some love
Lil bro they ordered a honeybun
Check in my pocket
Nobody checking me Castro back for the twenty one
Heard it's impossible
Them niggas scared you know T Cash a get it done
Murk me a nigga and pay the bond
Mama on lock man free the don
One hit wonders they one and done
I went got check go get you some
Flight in morning bags check ima slap the shit outchea
I'll be right back
You new to the money you kno how they act
Grams in the pot doing jumping jacks
Clean as a whistle come take a picture
Ricochet know that's my nigga nigga
Right now I'm just chilling on it
Gotta keep my hand on my pistol pistol
Dallas Texas
Forest Lane
Come on fam
You know Skillman wit me
A lot of sticks we been having shit gotta know
Ain't nothing friendly nigga
Takeover the top of the year
I'm Thinkin bout switching the gears
I know that da hatas gon watch
But they ain't the man in the mirror
I know I'm surrounded by opps
But I like to keep all of em near
Take Over the top of the year
Take Over the top of the year
Top of the year kick in a whole nother gear
Vroom tha coupe disappear
Just put a brick in my ear
It's a two seater ain't enough room up in here
You ain't gotta see me coming you just hear Mobb
And you already know that's them
No Fugazi
If it's a around my neck
You already know that it's real
Shake up tha city
Lee gone break on them bitches
They gotta pay just to visit
Walk with a K in my britches
Jump over fences
Nigga come through from da trenches
Bet on that eight I got fifty
Watch Ima hit it
Shake Em take all da winnings
Fuck with a couple a niggas
But don't get it twisted ain't shit bout me friendly
You think I'm a give u an inch
You niggas is trash you niggas is ass
And nigga I'm the really the shit
These pussy niggas ain't real
That's why I'm chilling wit my bitch
Too busy worried bout awards
To think bout a local list
And I ain't tripping on a opp
A nigga play he getting shot
Niggas actin like tough guys
Till they patna in a box
When he died nigga you ain't spray shit
Y'all done ran a nigga hot
Since niggas trying to get on board
I'm leaving niggas at the dock
I'm leaving niggas out the loop
Aint double dutchin' wit a goof
Crashed out on the freeway
Guess it's time to buy another coupe
Bout to runover twenty twenty one
Da fuck ima do wit twenty two
Aint no facade I'm the truth
And still ain't never heard of you
I'm the nigga they left out the boogie movement
I could give a fuck bitch I'm the boogeyman
Make ya heart stop who you betta than
Man you niggas be rapping from neva land
Last time I seen some of you niggas out
Y'all was pulling up fly in a caravan
Let me stop before this shit get out of hand
You work for a label bitch I'm the man
Takeover the top of the year
I'm Thinkin bout switching the gears
I know that da hatas gon watch
But they ain't the man in the mirror
I know I'm surrounded by opps
But I like to keep all of em near
Take Over the top of the year
Take Over the top of the year
First Name is Christopher
Rap name is Fat Pimp
Went to high school at Duncanville
Then TSU no scholarship
I'm so dallas like Jack Ruby
That Line will go over they head
1 rule in the Murder Cap
Do not snitch you get one in the head
On Gannon lane
With Nard and Star C
I stay strapped like I'm in a car seat
I love Dallas Bitches I Aint fuckin wit barbies
I'm a Camp Wisdom We ain't eating at Arbys
I be Thinkin bout Struggs
When I'm flying on the Polk
I done called Niggas out
They don't want no smoke
Free KP man I miss my nigga
Would've been came home Fuck a Snitch Ass Nigga
Fighting on the Goat Spot
Me and Ronny M F
My generation ain't too many left
A lot of yall niggas ain't welcome in the hood
I'm exit off twenty Cockrell Hill make a left
I'm seven five two three seven like Freddy
Had a deal in oh eight but a nigga wasn't ready
Ricochet that's my dog for sho
This the remix for the top of the year
Dallas Texas got a lot of Talent
Let me send some flowers while niggas still here
Fuck wit Lil Dee and Blessed Sinner
Seven tha Great, and Jayson Lyric
Q P, Uno Loso my dog Rakim
The world need to hear it
I wouldn't be shit if I didn't have ya'll
Assalamualaikum alhamdulillah
Takeover the top of the year
I'm Thinkin bout switching the gears
I know that da hatas gon watch
But they ain't the man in the mirror
I know I'm surrounded by opps
But I like to keep all of em near
Take Over the top of the year
Take Over the top of the year
Fuck a draco bitch I gotta dricka
Wet yo ass up with a street sweepa
Then go get a ounce of that reefa
I'm a bad bitch naw you can't keep her
Unless you got bread then I might keep ya
Know a nigga in the less got it cheaper
Weapon under my seat call it lethal
I was born in the era with beepers
Fucking up a check like it's legal
Gotta get it out the mud for my people
Bitch I'm tryna ball hard like an eagle
Stay on point like a muthafucking needle
Riding dick in his old school regal
Bitch I make hits like the muthafuckin' beetles
bring it back like some muthfuckin adidas...
Running this track like a muthafuckin' cheetah
Need to get a pack yeah A bitch had to reup
Sitting in the lac with my muthafuckin' feet up
Talking on my name fuck around and get beat up
Ass sitting right but my titties is a C cup
Oak Cliff shit we getting money nigga we up
We all at the table nigga gon head eat up
Big bidness in this bitch nigga scoot ya seat up
Big bidness in this bitch nigga scoot ya seat up
When I was down below you didn't fuck with me
Now you on my line tryna see what's up with me
I'm on some day one shit you can't come with me
Shots of patron I can't fuck with henny
I gotta burner in this bitch like it was named penny
Make a nigga lose weight like his name Jenny
I Pour a fo fa fo I ain't talking Wendy's
Hoes see me in person and then they act timid
Takeover the top of the year
I'm Thinkin bout switching the gears
I know that da hatas gon watch
But they ain't the man in the mirror
I know I'm surrounded by opps
But I like to keep all of em near
Take Over the top of the year
Take Over the top of the year
Ion do the he say she say
Sippin dusse with my feet up
Shoot or punch I ain't ducking
Nothing wassup you kno we can meet up
Yea it's a lot us know we be popping up
Don't give a fuck if you popular
Man of the year we beat the odds
That's why them people be watching us
82 mafia twisting my fingers
Letting you know where I'm coming from
They coming from midland showing em some love
Lil bro they ordered a honeybun
Check in my pocket
Nobody checking me Castro back for the twenty one
Heard it's impossible
Them niggas scared you know T Cash a get it done
Murk me a nigga and pay the bond
Mama on lock man free the don
One hit wonders they one and done
I went got check go get you some
Flight in morning bags check ima slap the shit outchea
I'll be right back
You new to the money you kno how they act
Grams in the pot doing jumping jacks
Clean as a whistle come take a picture
Ricochet know that's my nigga nigga
Right now I'm just chilling on it
Gotta keep my hand on my pistol pistol
Dallas Texas
Forest Lane
Come on fam
You know Skillman wit me
A lot of sticks we been having shit gotta know
Ain't nothing friendly nigga
Takeover the top of the year
I'm Thinkin bout switching the gears
I know that da hatas gon watch
But they ain't the man in the mirror
I know I'm surrounded by opps
But I like to keep all of em near
Take Over the top of the year
Take Over the top of the year
Top of the year kick in a whole nother gear
Vroom tha coupe disappear
Just put a brick in my ear
It's a two seater ain't enough room up in here
You ain't gotta see me coming you just hear Mobb
And you already know that's them
No Fugazi
If it's a around my neck
You already know that it's real
Shake up tha city
Lee gone break on them bitches
They gotta pay just to visit
Walk with a K in my britches
Jump over fences
Nigga come through from da trenches
Bet on that eight I got fifty
Watch Ima hit it
Shake Em take all da winnings
Fuck with a couple a niggas
But don't get it twisted ain't shit bout me friendly
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Writer(s): Richard Borders
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