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letra de top off benz - kodak black

[intro: young thug]
be in your broad
i’m ’bout to be in your broad

[chorus: young thug]
yeah, top off the benz (top off the benz)
yeah, i done f-cked all of her friends (her friends)
i done f-cked all of her friends (f-cked all of her friends)
came here to party (skrrt)
check out the options
i make a moshpit (woo)
i never forfeit (forfeit)
chanel seats inside the car, dog (i got chanel seats)
chanel money, high as the stars, dog (i’m high as the stars)
chanel outchea tryna [?] the dog (new chanel)
i’m ’bout to be in your broad, dog (dog)

[verse 1: young thug]
money in every room that i walk in
i got pigeons in the coop and they chargin’ in
get the hermes on my drawers as i walk through, n-gg- (i walk through, n-gg-)
if you see me, i got jewels, what it do (n-gg-, what it do, n-gg-)
pull up, hop out a foreign whip
i got some guns in the pool pit
and with my car, got a full kit
don’t make me go brazy, go ludicrous
been doin’ for ages, you new to this
i look at the greatest like who is this?
i ball on ’em like i’m peja stojaković
i diggin’ your b-tch with a lot of d-ck
i’m promisin’ to god, i’ma ball on you
i do it for the dogs that’s behind the walls too
i ball with your broad, buy her gucci, jimmy choos
buy the b-tch diamonds and the yellow pikachu

[verse 2: kodak black]
i f-cked the whole crew, yeah, they get exposed too
i call her cnn, yeah ’cause baby, you old news
i hate to say i told ya, yeah but n-gg-, i told you
your lady gon’ let me paint her, yeah ’cause that what hoes do
i’ma treat you like a queen, yeah ’cause that’s what royals do
she thinkin’ we pourin’ bread, yeah, i love her like soul food
i eat her like soul food, i’m pullin’ up, foreign coupe
your man don’t get no loop, timberland, i’m on the boot
your rent is overdue, oh my god, i love my ru’
you think a n-gg- soo woo, i’m bangin’ on your boo
she follow me like blues clue but i be on the move
say free my n-gg- woo woo, my snipers on the loose
s550 my nig, s550 ya dig

[verse 3: young thug]
f-ck around and hit your broad, dog
f-ck around and hit you ’bout the sauce, dog
f-ck around and hit it then leave her raw dog
f-ck around, sweep her, dig that hoe with that draco
go, f-ck around, make your n-gg- brazy (go brazy, brazy)
f-ck around, make your n-gg- come take me (woo, make your n-gg- come take me)
we been treatin’ your ball like hoes for ages (oh god)
and controllin’ your b-tch like comcast cable (facts, facts)
we got the top with the sun down
i ride round the town with the top down
i peek out the covers like clowns
my water gon’ drown you, my bentley truck sound proof, ayy

- kodak black

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