DJ Don Cannon - Top lyrics

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DJ Don Cannon - Top lyrics

[Intro] Who the f** are you? Ayy Who the f** are you? Ayy Who the f** are you? [Hook] First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the f** are you? Ayy Why you walk so cool? Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy Hunnid on my j**els, ayy, I got all these groupies First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the f** are you? Ayy First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the f** are you? Ayy First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the f** are you? Ayy [Bridge] Why you walk so cool? Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy f** b**hes in twos, ayy f** b**hes in twos, ayy [Verse 1] f**ed that b**h on Monday, f** her sister Tuesday You is not gon' do a thing, with my squad like Wu-Tang, ayy I'm gonna nuck if I buck Let a lil n***a try us Hit a n***a with a truck Leave a lil n***a so stuck Brittney turned me to a s*ut Brittney turned me to a s*ut Brittney turned me to a s*ut Hit the b**h all on her back, ayy, never put it in her bu*t, ayy Put that sh** all in her p**y, ayy, leave that sh** all in her gut, ayy [Hook] First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the f** are you? Ayy Why you walk so cool? Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy Hunnid on my j**els, ayy, I got all these groupies First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the f** are you? Ayy First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the f** are you? Ayy [Verse 2] Sometimes Fear of God, ayy Saint Laurent the boots, ayy I feel like I'm Dro, ayy, car ain't got no roof, ayy That b**h kinda cute, ayy, blow me like a flute, ayy Diamonds drippin', they so wet, I gotta wipe my j**els, ayy I can't wife no fool, ayy, got no time for mood swings Spent like 50 on the ring and I brought two rings Remember that b**h ain't want f** me Now that b**h wanna just f** me Remember that b**h said I'm dusty Look at that hoe like you ugly, ayy Your man ain't got no money, ayy I just be smokin' the dope, Skeme, he be smokin' the clove My brother whippin' the stove Jump in the crowd at my show, f**ed the b**h in the front row [Hook] First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the f** are you? Ayy Why you walk so cool? Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy Hunnid on my j**els, ayy, I got all these groupies First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the f** are you? Ayy First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the f** are you? Ayy [Outro] Cannon, Cannon went crazy Treez what up Treez Aye, aye. Aye aye uh Hoetel party for these bad hoes For these bad hoes, that trip Aye aye

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