"Off Top" as written by Terius Gray and Byron O. Thomas....
Whodie we get down but to a certain extent
All that cha shoin' with them hoes be gettin' my name bent
I'm showin' you love but I love my money even mo
Disrespect me or play me off the top you gotta go
My people played me, we ain't getting down no more
Look that ain't how its 'posed to be but that's the way its gone go
I ain't with that front shit
That playin' with gun shit
That fuckin' with niggas who think they run shit
All that tongue shit
When my gun click, niggas silencing down
You was hollin' like a motherfucker bitch holla at me now
Peep, what made a nigga wanna go and mess with me bone
And he gettin' on my nerves, I'm bout to go in his home
Bitch my brother ain't no ho
Bitch my mother ain't no ho
Bitch my father ain't no ho
Why you try ta play me like a ho
Shit, I might as well just go head on and bust his head
Cause them people gone give me the charge anyway
If he come up dead
Now tell'em bout that beemer I got
Tell'em bout that new home I got
Tell'em bout that Cutlass on chrome I got
You ta show ya shit
Thats why you showed you was a bitch
Now you runnin' with yo melon cause you know you gone get it split

Niggas riding impala's with them rally stripes
Passing hollering at hoes with the fuck finger sayin' fuck'em black
I'm stackin' Gs movin' keys thats my life black
Niggas ordering vests
Just ta protect they chests
And duckin' these niggas tryin ta use they Smith-n-Wessons
Playboy, I'm ridin' in suburbans
To Land Rovers to Range Rovers, niggas with automatics
Niggas ridin' big bodies I done did that
I'm ridin' jags drop top and I can do that
I'm lettin' these hoes hair blow if they got that
I don't fuck with bald head hoes I ain't with that
I talk shit and I got the cream and the jewels to do that
I walk it like I talk playboy you can believe that
The new ice, yellow diamonds and I'm loving that
Blue diamonds big timing and I'm with that
I done made more money independent than a major nigga went gold
I put that on my soul and my gold
And my twenty inch rims on my Range Rover with TVs
And I'm lovin' these hoes I flip mo keys
Than a acrobat ten nigga you can believe that
Me and my brother go rock for rock
Walk block for block
And if we got beef with a nigga we'll go Glock for Glock
No mo sellin' keys on the D.L
I wanna holla at V.L
Lets say rest in peace to L and T nigga

I live my life on full
Unzip my pants and I pull
A big dick baby
You look sick maybe
You can use a nigga that'll hold ya hand
I tell ya what ya suck my dick I'll be your man
Now here it is diamonds for the bitches that I fuck
Not, I get the pussy make like Donald and duck
To the next project scattered site or crib
Slangin' dick where you live
I don't really give, a precious second of my pimp playa time
You can taste the kool-aid but don't drink the wine
Holy Roley diamond bezel, twenty inch wheelz
Ninety-eight chromed out gangsta grillz
Take one of my bitches and I'm fuckin'
Sistas aunties grandmas and cousins
Mommas baby mommas family members and all that shit
If the bitch need guidance them I'm her pimp

Whoa check this out ya dig
Its a lot of niggas out here baller blockin'
See what I'm sayin' standin' in the way
Let the fuckin' ballas through see what I'm sayin'
Ya'll niggas had the catalogs
See what I'm sayin' now pass that bitch on man
Let a real nigga you know play his thang man
Its some niggas out here ridin on twenties ya dig on Yokohamas
Skinnys and all that kinda shit see what I'm sayin'
I mean wood ever fuckin where
See what I'm sayin' bro you love that huh

Yeah I love that

Convertible tops

I love that Cash Money symbol on my chest
And these diamonds shinin' from here to Magnolia Projects
Ya heard me?

That's what I'm talkin' bout man ain't nothin' like man
'Cause you know sometimes I let these lil girls
Lick my chains man you know
You can't be kissin' on me but you can kiss my diamonds
And shit ain't nothing wrong with that that's beautiful baby
That is truly beautiful
This shit is pimpalicious see what I'm sayin'

I just love that

Lyrics submitted by Ice

"Off Top" as written by Terius Gray Byron O. Thomas

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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    General CommentI hate rap...I also love this fucking song...the only member of the "No talent Soldiers" with any fucking talent,
    Zunkon December 24, 2007   Link

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