Drop Top Music (feat. Rick Ross)

Big Wayne on this beat nigga, drop top music, gas the whip up Call my bad bitch, uh huh, way better than my last bitch Drop top, wife beater and the weed lit Woke up this morning, hit three licks Show money today, it's so sunny Check the whip off playa, I'm getting money [?] on my face, yeah this a couple grand Hunnid grand plus in my jewel house pants Everywhere I ride, getting love from the fans Bond no. 9, you can see it when I pass Going to the hotspot cause I love that you're my eight Rolex watch, four bricks and a half Haters looking down, I just look at them and laugh Champagne, bubble bath, shopping spree for my gal This is drop drop drop drop drop top music This is drop drop drop drop drop top music (this that shit that we ride to) Top down riding with my duffle bag Shoutout to my dj Drop down where them fucking hustlers at its the way that we roll Today i'm in that [?] Cuban chains on my neck Look to the right bad bitch on deck Hottest nigga in the game and i'm feeling like that Big bank roll ooh kill em like that I might go in the mall and spend 5 All black King's hat Air Max 95 Go take a ride to that other side Call my nigga in that 63 Chevy Tell that boy bring Ebony and Stephanie I'm a put em in the backseat 3 bad bitches and me Now we four deep Loud in the air living life without a care To the hood where it's good Where we creeping like a snail (real slow) [?] in my mouth Looking up thanking god That i'm the realest nigga out Hand on the wheel And the pinky ring talk And the pinky ring talk, i'm a boss Nigga this is drop drop drop drop drop top music This is drop drop drop drop drop top music (this that shit that we ride to) Top down riding with my duffle bag Shoutout to my? Drop down where them fucking hustlers at Its the way that we roll Drop top double R My name ring in the city That phone still jumping They know i got em for 20 Bad boy with the bricks My boy Meek out in Philly I got a house on the beach Don't make me peel back the ceiling Top down everyday To show these niggas my watch On the phone at the lot My Benzie holding my Glock Got a stick in the trunk That bitch right next to the amp If i got beef with a nigga Then I got beef with his camp pretend i'm ready They red bottom you dig 26 inch wheels and went and got em a bitch Check in the luggage And carry on all the money Take his bitch in the club You know that bitch looking for me Bitches flagging me down They got me tapping my breaks Shorty pretty in the ass They wanna ride in the drop She wanna fuck with a boss She wanna fuck with some [?] My nigga let down the drop (i'm out) Drop drop drop drop drop top music Drop top music This is drop drop drop drop drop top music Drop top music (this that shit that we ride to) Top down riding with my duffle bag Shoutout to my [?] Drop down where them fucking hustlers at Thats the way we roll