Top down Lyrics – Lil Mabu

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[Intro]
Yeah, I hear the roosters chirping
It’s a early morning
Let’s get this fu*king money
And we overseas, where we at? (Like)

[Chorus]
Italy with the top down (Top down)
Bad b!tches wanna suck my cock now
Probably ’cause I’m hot now (Ha, ha)
Don’t wanna, baby, gotta calm down
London with the top up

Mad b!tches here tryna top us
Got a big blade, might get locked up
But I’d rather be in jail then be chopped up

[Verse]
Helicopter, two choppas
Hope that we land, pray for us
I miss Gigi like I’m Mamba
She raised me like a mama
Say it’s smoke then we popping up
I got my Pakistani ties, they’ll blow s*it up
Send a rocket in like a Elon Musk
Who? Where? Or what? Let’s fu*k ’em up, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Who is you?
I got the bands now, these b!tches hit me out the blue
Yeah, I’m Catholic, but I love the Muslims and the Jews
B!tch, sign the NDA, you talking, I will sue, I will sue

[Bridge]
I will sue you
Fu*k the world
Let’s just leave this earth
And we overseas, where we at? (Like)

[Chorus]
Italy with the top down (Top down)
Bad b!tches wanna suck my cock now
Probably ’cause I’m hot now (Ha, ha)
Don’t wanna, baby, gotta calm down
London with the top up (Top up)
Mad b!tches here tryna top us
Got a big blade, might get locked up
But I’d rather be in jail then be chopped up (Like)
Italy with the top down (Top down)
Bad b!tches wanna suck my cock now
Probably ’cause I’m hot now (Ha, ha)
Don’t wanna, baby, gotta calm down
London with the top up
Mad b!tches here tryna top us
Got a big blade, might get locked up
But I’d rather be in jail then be chopped up

[Post-Chorus]
Who is you?
I got the bands now, these b!tches hit me out the blue
Yeah, I’m Catholic, but I love the Muslims and the Jews
B!tch, sign the NDA, you talking, I will sue, I will sue (Where we at? Like)

[Chorus]
Italy with the top down
Bad b!tches wanna suck my cock now
Probably ’cause I’m hot now (Ha, ha)
Don’t wanna, baby, gotta calm down
London with the top up
Mad b!tches here tryna top us
Got a big blade, might get locked up
But I’d rather be in jail then be chopped up