Corrección Letra Top Ten par Thouxanbanfauni

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(Indigo)
(Okay, Embasin, whatever)
Top ten
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby, you a baddie, I might put you in my top ten
Good head on the shoulders with a fatty, ain't no option
Putting up with me, my bullsh*t and all my nonsense
And I f**k with you one thou'-wow, you ride or die chick
Can't f**k with dumb thottie b*t*hes with no logic
Fill my bag with drugs, grow that sh*t and make progress
And I know I got a couple traits that seem toxic
And you also got a couple things 'bout you toxic

Got up out the hood together, we didn't wanna be boxed in
F**k that broke sh*t, I put my foot down like a sock did
On my free time, I be thinking 'bout you daily
But I still keep it G, ho, don't try to play me
Feel like Max B in '08 real wavy
MySpace date with your b*t*h going crazy
Pimp my profile like a, like I'm pimping, b*t*h
Get a big stick, A&R fifteen get you split
Split your wig, all headshots, that's my dunny
Don't even talk about it, after that, don't stunt it
N***as be thinking that they getting one up on us, running
But can't run no one on one because he get slam dunking

Baby you a baddie, I might put you in my top ten
Good head on the shoulders with a fatty, ain't no option
Putting up with me, my bullsh*t and all my nonsense
And I f**k with you one thou'-wow, you ride or die chick
Can't f**k with dumb thottie b*t*hes with no logic
Fill my bag with drugs, grow that sh*t and make progress
And I know I got a couple traits that seem toxic
And you also got a couple things 'bout you toxic

I just wanna treat you like a queen, like a princess
Turn you to a goddess like you queen of Atlanta
We was in Atlanta, Magic City, you was dancing
A** done, t**ties did, baby girl enhanced them
And we went to Blue Flame, yeah, she an enchantress
I don't go to a job, I'm overprotective
If I see you n***as touch the wrong way I'm gon', psh, psh
Sh*t get hectic, yeah, Fauni wreck sh*t
Wreck sh*t, wet sh*t
F**k with me, smoke a n***a down, bless him
Wreck sh*t, wet sh*t
Got a issue, we gon' bless sh*t
I ain't like these, ain't stressing sh*t
I can't be no simp, on that simple sh*t
Yeah, you a wimp on that pimple sh*t
Get popped, pu**y boy, yeah, Wimbledon
Tennis racket, big stick
What's all the racket? It's that big stick
N***as duck, quack 'em quick
N***a try my b*t*h, that's a death sentence
Baby, you a baddie, I might put you in my top ten
Good head on the shoulders with a fatty, ain't no option
Putting up with me, my bullsh*t and all my nonsense
And I f**k with you one thou'-wow, you ride or die chick
Can't f**k with dumb thottie b*t*hes with no logic
Fill my bag with drugs, blow that sh*t and make progress
And I know I got a couple traits that seem toxic
And you also got a couple things 'bout you toxic

If you have it all
Have it all, baby, if you have it all
Baby, if you have it all
If you have it all, baby, if you have it all

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