Текст (слова) песни: Ali - Drop Top

(Chorus x2 - Kandi)
Rollin` in a drop top, ol school on
20 inch, 100 spokes, all day long
I like, all the fly guys wit the rims and the beats
Million, candy paints, screens, wood, and leather seats (Leather seats)

(Verse 1 - Ali)
Yo, I`ma sucka for head wraps, no perms, just naps
Long shirt, fat ass, wit a brain to match
No poke, no soda, no talkin` back, grabbin` `em out of college
I`m wisdom lookin` for knowledge, who got it
I got it, I love it when you get that Zippendale in ya body
And shakin` ya la-de-da-de, in the party
Gon` shawty, now throw it on me naughty
And if both of y`all together, I`m in the center like Jahadi
And I like that (Woo), plus the both of y`all so fine
Why should I bite back (Woo), I`m just waistin` my lines
And havin` time after time, I`m just speakin` my mind
It don`t matter if I`m in the Range, or the Benz I`ma shine
Now ask, who that is, walkin` and talkin` that bull stuff
Somebody probably jealous `cause they truck pulled up
Am I gon` sweat that, hell naw, I`m gon` go
Out the do`, to the ride, and just roll (Let`s roll)

(Chorus x2 - Kandi)
Rollin` in a drop top, ol school on
20 inch, 100 spokes, all day long
I like, all the fly guys wit the rims and the beats
Million, candy paints, screens, wood, and leather seats (Leather seats)

(Verse 2 - Ali)
Check, check, well I got no love for losin`
Never been full of hate, no love for uzi`s
Wahchin` me again and again, like favorite movies
MC`s wit brains, obsessed wit oochie coochie
(I got more flavor than them, motherfucker)
You other facts of life acts too (Too)
No but, no drink, I gets very moody
I guess that why, I`m in love wit Bud just like brew
Truly yours, see my concert be too packed, just like Shakur
What`s in store, I`ma let jet like Acu-ra
Gas pedal hit the floor, zoom like the Camadors
See I`m your, Lunatic for hire
A ??? will call them MC`s out like a bad umpire (You`re outta here)
I snap neck, like a T roll before we retire
Oh Jim Carrey ass nigga, quit being a liar, liar
Am I gon` sweat that, hell naw, I`m gon` go
Out the do`, to the ride, and just roll

(Chorus x2 - Kandi)
Rollin` in a drop top, ol school on
20 inch, 100 spokes, all day long
I like, all the fly guys wit the rims and the beats
Million, candy paints, screens, wood, and leather seats (Leather seats)

(Verse 3 - Ali)
Now for real, I be to break `em off
Hoe hopper, trick knocker, nobody does like we do each proper
Think he like papa, when I drop her
Lyin` on that ass now we fuckin` `til the beat don`t stop her
Could it be I move too smooth, groove
That`ll make the whole party move
Spots I keep `em hot, so honey be hot to try
Pull up on the lot, black gloves and a glock
My crew stand up, y`all crew catch rounds
Desert Eg, 4 pound, it`s got to, go down
Should I sweat that, hell naw I`m gon` go
Out the do`, to the ride, and just roll

(Kandi w/ Ali talking in background)
Uh, Ali, Ali, keep rollin`
St. Lunatics, keep rollin`

(Chorus x2 - Kandi)
Rollin` in a drop top, ol school on
20 inch, 100 spokes, all day long
I like all the fly guys wit the rims and the beats
Million, candy paints, screens, wood, and leather seats (Leather seats)

Oh, Ali

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