Lil Boosie - Top Notch lyrics

Top notch whips that's What I drive 24 inches rims and tires Hatin' a** n***as can't believe they eyes They starin' me down, and I don't know why They starin' me down, and I don't know why They starin' me down, and I don't know why They starin' me down, and I don't know why Hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second Red Bandana, Red Lexus Top notch n***a hoes call me black and s**y Top notch whip on that good drink from Texas Got everybody lookin' like a n***a bu*t naked Please be good 'cause it could go down Mr Baton Rouge, I hold the streets crown I feel it with gas, keep it clean as my a** If I'm in that yellow thing I got on yellow to match I would name my cars, but I ain't got time Just got my fresh fade, check out my line Ol' lady cross the street like "ain't that conley boy" "That boy be on TV too, ain't that the same boy" (yea) Fillin' even better when I look in the mirror Diamonds on my teeth when I'm smiling at the n***as From the car lot, to the rim shop we crawl and we creep Southside young beast that's how I come on these streets Top notch whips that's What I drive 24 inches rims and tires Hatin' a** n***as can't believe they eyes They starin' me down, and I don't know why They starin' me down, and I don't know why They starin' me down, and I don't know why They starin' me down, and I don't know why Hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second Look, I got a jag and it's sleepin' on deuces Funeral home my whips up my whip game stupid I'm in the back seat, I'm in the back seat At the light, open the door, showin' my a** You know how phat be Impala drop on shontaez O it's the dumb way Lil Mama takin' pictures she saw me on Rip the runway Shinin' got my neck right Shinin' got my mouth right Ankles bracelets in dimes so Shinin' got my walk right I use 2's by 2's Like I'll you stupid Toilet paper n***as streets up, When It's time for me to use it Take a picture of my hair cut My Steve Harvey look right on Yea I know you see the ice I'm on they cut the light on me Gucci bag 50 grand in it Look don't put yo hands in it Do it the dummy way You Catch me doin' my dance with it Lil' Phat young boss if you don't know me Ain't no waitin, Ain't no thinkin' n***a You gone have to show me Top notch whips that's What I drive 24 inches rims and tires Hatin' a** n***as can't believe they eyes They starin' me down, and I don't know why They starin' me down, and I don't know why They starin' me down, and I don't know why They starin' me down, and I don't know why Hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second (Why why hmm) BO what these n***as mad at me for Frowned up lookin' cry baby like TO Don't blame me n***a, blame my C-E-O He want to take a trip, To the money Let's G-O I got black women, white women, Asain and creol Pretty face, pretty feet, no corned foot Fritos See Mouse like cheese so my nick name Cheetos f** a favor, or a hand out, Ain't sh** free hoe I hop up out the Chevy?, wildin' full of c-notes Yo baby momma and my friend wanna have a trio When I work that lumber an huh yea she no I beat that p**y up (beat it up) like deebo Hold up, damn n***a why you hatin' on me dough I see it in yo face and I could read ya like cleo Every Everybody know, we don't keep it on D-Low Trill ENT yea a n***a know how we roll Top notch whips that's What I drive 24 inches rims and tires Hatin' a** n***as can't believe they eyes They starin' me down, and I don't know why They starin' me down, and I don't know why They starin' me down, and I don't know why They starin' me down, and I don't know why Hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second