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letra de top of the class - kristan

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[hook]
i got the dom perignon with a bottle of jack
gettin sloppy from the top of the class
you would’ve thought that dasani spilled all on her pants
but then you’re watching me follow her back

i got the dom perignon with a bottle of jack
gettin sloppy from the top of the class
you would’ve thought that dasani spilled all on her pants
but then you’re watching me follow her back
and that’s that

[verse]
this is not a persona, got her outta her prada
marijuana fallin off of my lap
her v-g-n- get martyred, she a filipiniana
cause we gotta take the colony back (mabuhay)

got me mile high clubbin at the front of the cabin but i hit it from her еconomy class
then i hop in a car, resemblеd a flyin saucer
on mars, with da carter on blast

and if you don’t want it, you can blog it
hop on a beat and drop it, wait
you ain’t got the b-lls to do that
you can sit, you can watch
while you b-tch, i’m a boss
you can eat out my colostomy bag
cause i’mma sh-t on you all, if you gettin involved, little pr-ck
you can show us all how to be wack
cause from six in the morn, til the breakin of dawn
hit the floor like we robbin a bank (get down)

[hook]
i got the dom perignon with a bottle of jack
gettin sloppy from the top of the class
you would’ve thought that dasani spilled all on her pants
but then you’re watching me follow her back

i got the dom perignon with a bottle of jack
gettin sloppy from the top of the class
you would’ve thought that dasani spilled all on her pants
but then you’re watching me follow her back
and that’s that

[verse]
and so she rock with me, rock, til we rockin the yacht
yeah she want me to dock it in back (splash)
like the stop of a song that rachmaninov dropped
i know it’s gotta be time for the clap

but ya gotta be cautious, you fall for her, fall for her charm
then you fall in her trap
cause when the heart get involved, ain’t no heart, just a bomb
in her chest, vietnam in her lap
but i got the green to be gullible, fiend breathin the syllable
so (hot hot) thermometers snap
i’m so obscene with the hustle, i need me a muzzle
cause he be a dog with the cat (woof)

and my cold flow stunnin, and you don’t know nothin
every time i talk, i’m talkin the facts
i be dope dope, tongue is like a .44 gunnin
everywhere i walk i got me the strap

[hook]
i got the dom perignon with a bottle of jack
gettin sloppy from the top of the class
you would’ve thought that dasani spilled all on her pants
but then you’re watching me follow her back

i got the dom perignon with a bottle of jack
gettin sloppy from the top of the class
you would’ve thought that dasani spilled all on her pants
but then you’re watching me follow her back
and that’s that

kage

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