Drop Top
Ali - 《Heavy Starch》
on your mark ready set let's go
dance floor pro i know you know
i go psycho when my new joint hit
ohh that's it now honey honey come ride
you gotta broughta back with alot a stuff in it
give it to your friend let's spin
wish you nig was dancin' the jig
here with this handsome kid
ciga-cigar right from cuba-cuba
it's for the look i don't light it
illway to amay on the ance-day oor-flay
give it up jiggy make it feel like foreplay
big willie style's all in it
what you wanna ball with the kid
watch your step you might fall
mama-unh mama-unh mama cusa
in the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub
no love for the haters da haters
mad cause i got floor seats at the lakers
see me on the fifty yard line with the raiders
met ali he told me i'm the greatest
i got the fever for the flavour of a crowd pleaser
only bad chicks ride in my whips
south to the west to the east to the north
bought my hits and watch 'em go off a go off
ah yes yes yall ya don't stop
in the winter or the (summertime)
eight-fifty is if you need a lift
who's the kid in the drop
livin' that life some consider a myth
rock from south street to one two fifth
give it to me now nice and easy
since i moved up like george and wheezey
cream to the maximum i be askin''em
would you like to bounce with the brother that's platinum
never see will attackin''em
i rather play ball with shaq and 'em
hittin' you thought i took a spill
trust the lady of my life she hittin'
hit her with a drop top with the ribbon
crib for my mom on the outskirts of philly