Paul Wall - Top Drop lyrics

[Chorus] Got the damn top Got the damn top drop Got the Got the damn top drop, top drop, top drop Got the damn top Got the damn top drop Got the Got the damn top drop, top drop, top drop Got the damn top Got the damn top drop Got the Got the damn top drop, top drop, top drop Got the damn top Got the damn top drop Got the Got the damn top drop, top drop, top drop Slim Thugga muthaf**a'...! [Slim Thug] For you jackers that's hatin Run up try to rob yeahh b**h I'm a be waitin' In the country see me skatin' On my chrome lookin good You f** with my b**h and I'm a shoot up ya hood Still leather and the wood that's tradition down in texas Roll Cadillac we don't f** with no Lexus b**h by my side in my ride lookin lovely Pour up out the paint we ain't sippin on no bubbly Screwed tape loud while I'm swangin by the crowd And the dro got me how it feel like I'm in a cloud I'm a H-Town n***a reppin for P.A.T Big Hawk, DJ Screw, Big Moe and Pimp C I'm a Shine for my city f** them haters talkin down So holla at a n***a when you see me walkin round 07 was a hard one but I can be found In my slab puffin pounds tryna take away my frown And I... Chorus [Paul Wall] I got my mind on my money and my Glock in my hand Grindin hard, paper stackin tryna follow the plan Pullin, gloss and steams chasin million dollar dreams Livin the thug life I get it by any means When times get hard I got no one to hold me down So I ride with the top down and cruise around town The boppers in line, cause I been known to be a slab rider Comin down clean, marchin like a freedom fighter When you ride 4's patna stay strapped The gone catch ya at the light and put one in ya cap See I keep it in my lap, I ain't slippin for none I ain't got sprayed by any but homie I ain't done I'm bout to raise a truck and drop a couple of screens I'm thinkin' rockford fosgates with bout four 15's See the leather is perforated, them boys gone sho hate it My slab is undisputed I'm the number one rated With my Top Drop, Baby! Chorus [Slim Thug] While they waitin on me to fall I'm a still stand tall Ball hard in the mall I been shinin for a while, haters ya in denial Since back in 9 -8 I been wreckin freestyles With spit lines that'll put a smile on ya child And do a song that'll make the hood go wild The flow versatile; When they hear it they like wow That boy got talent yeah I like your style But uhhh No pressure; don't let the bullsh** stress ya A... ? with somebody test ya God bless ya Ya Grind lesser; ya shine lesser Ya win when you don't let this material sh** impress ya Insides like a dresser, woodgrain on the dash My motto; f** fame put my name on the cash I used to wish and dream I could swang on the gla** Now cars, clothes, & hoes is a thang of the past And I... Got the damn top Got the damn top drop Got the Got the damn top drop, top drop, top drop Got the damn top Got the damn top drop Got the Got the damn top drop, top drop, top drop Got the damn top Got the damn top drop Got the Got the damn top drop, top drop, top drop Got the damn top Got the damn top drop Got the Got the damn top drop Got my Glock co*ked