Jarv - Flat​-​Top lyrics

Last night in Winterfell, drinkin' white Zinfandel The story of ages- I might live to tell Gettin' paid when I play, baby- I'm famous and it's swell Gettin' laid to the backtrack of Saved by the Bell I be drinkin' red on a memory foam bed Pinot Noir, get up in broads- I palm flesh Your mom is a crack who*e, bomb till the back's sore School any fool, he be fully takin' wrong tests Gelatinous a**, matter fact- I'm compatible Data batterin' any cat actin' bad on the avenue Catapult scatterin' a bad attitude back to Malibu 100 proof Absolut, doggin' hoochies like a Malamute Yeah.. WOOF WOOF, BABY Big dog on the block got the verses and the hooks, baby Lately I can see that you've been glued into your seat Please get up up onto your feet and then begin groovin' with me I know whatcha wanna see Come to the show, come flow wit me Get down y'all Get down y'all Make it fast, gurl make it quick Shake ya' a** and break ya' hip Get down y'all Get down y'all Kickin' it, co*ked back- the tom-tom talkin' The kick and the high-hat- your mom pop-lockin' Rhythm- I got that, who gwan' wan' stop him? Y'all either fall back, or y'all start rockin' All the ladies drop it to the rhythm on the radio Natey may be insane, he's evading mainly the crazy hoes Jaded off every Joe claimin' he know like, "ain't he dope" I bet a no, I'm set to go, I throw them in Locker of Davey Jones Run 'em in, summer's in and he turnin' up the temperature Plug 'em in, punishin' speakers, people and their predecessors Done being bummy, she at the show, I know I will impress her Come wit me honey, the professor- lyrical sk** endeavor Aux cable and all that, figgety-fall back The flows blast, hoes control the ba**sack Lambasted, jaw-jack Joe- you so whack Toe-tag the flow, Jarv bad and you know that Plenty sk** People sweat me like, "ain't he real" VT, VA, SD, Amityville And he still- At it, combatin', battle and build Candy rapper tryina bite'll get his cavity drilled x2 Fill it in Uh, uh, uh x4 I know whatcha wanna see Come to the show, come flow with me Get down y'all Get down y'all Make it fast gurl make it quick Shake ya' a** and break ya' hip Get down y'all Get down y'all I wanna grow a flat-top A flat-top fade I wish I could grow a flat-top A flat-top fade x4 Plenty sk** People sweat me like, "ain't he real" VT, VA, SD, Amityville And he still- At it, combatin', battle and build Candy rapper tryina bite'll get his cavity drilled Fill it in Uh, uh, uh x4