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letra de top bitch - nolay

it’s nolay
yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
talk to me nice (you better)
‘cos i’m the big dog and your favourite rappers a cat and the rest are mice
we roll out with the dots like dice
i’ll skate across thin ice to get to the bag if it’s on the other side
i swear on my life
i swear on that man, his wife, his bit on the side, i swear on his eyes
if i ain’t the baddest may he go blind
and they only talk behind my back cos they play their position
and what’s their position?
behind
this b-tches lagging
titties sagging
younger than me and she looks like a dragon
must be exhaustion after you’re done with hopping all of them bandwagons
lock stock, two smoking barrels and one big f-cking cannon, shannon
bass so loud in the car that the audio system left my ear drums banging
big chain hanging
resting on my titties sitting pretty
god help you if i get more litty
i’ve already sh-t all over your whole city
[chorus]
better tell them talk to me nice
‘cos i ain’t the one for these f-cking games
i was a top b-tch then
i’m a top b-tch now
i’m a top b-tch every day
it ain’t up for debate
i love all the hate
i love all the shade
better tell them talk to me nice
‘cos i ain’t the one for these f-cking games

better tell them talk to me nice
‘cos i ain’t the one for these f-cking games
i was a top b-tch then
i’m a top b-tch now
i’m a top b-tch every day
it ain’t up for debate
i love all the hate
i love all the shade
better tell them talk to me nice
‘cos i ain’t the one for these f-cking games

[verse 2]
every other day a b-tch wanna try me
b-tches tried and failed
you look good in that coffin
my shots will hammer that shut with the final nail(dead)
they look like they saw a ghost
when i pull up i turn my rivals pale
these men rap about loud all day when the weed man shops (?)
f-cking, muggy, c-nts
bag of chumps
the kind of sh-t that falls from my puppies -rs- every time he takes a dump (ewww)
this flow hit like a sawn off pump
make man jump
run like gump
i was in a house full of snow until i left that whitehouse just like trump
let’s have it right
i’m a south london b-tch through and through (true)
and you seem to market yourself as a “g”
but honestly who are you?
‘cos over there you’re n0body
and over here you’re n0body
and in your bits your n0body
like, everywhere you’re a n0body
[chorus]

- nolay

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