Drop Top Music lyrics

by

Chris Brown


[Intro: Boosie Badazz]
Big Wayne on this beat n*gga, drop top music, gas the whip up
Call my bad b*tch, uh huh, way better than my last b*tch

[Verse 1: Boosie Badazz]
Drop top, wife beater and the weed lit
Woke up this morning, hit three chicks
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

[Hook: Boosie Badazz & Rick Ross]
This is drop drop drop drop drop top music
This is drop drop drop drop drop top music
(this that sh*t that we ride to)
Top down riding with my duffle bag
Shoutout to my [?]
Drop down where them f*cking hustlers at
[?] where that weed rolled
[Verse 2]
Today i'm in that [?] Cuban chains on my neck
Look to the right bad b*tch on deck
Hottest n*gga 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 n*gga in that 63 Chevy
Tell that boy bring Ebony and Stephanie
I'm a put em in the backseat
3 bad b*tches 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 n*gga out
Hand on the wheel
And the pinky ring talk
And the pinky ring talk, i'm a boss

[Hook: Boosie Badazz & Rick Ross]
This is drop drop drop drop drop top music
This is drop drop drop drop drop top music
(this that sh*t that we ride to)
Top down riding with my duffle bag
Shoutout to my [?]
Drop down where them f*cking hustlers at
[?] where that weed rolled
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
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 n*ggas my watch
On the phone at the lot
My Benzie holding my Glock
Got a stick in the trunk
That b*tch right next to the amp
If i got beef with a n*gga
Then I got beef with his camp
[?] i'm ready
They red bottom you dig
26 inch wheels and went and got em a [?]
Check in the luggage
And carry on all the money
Take his b*tch in the club
You know that b*tch looking for me
b*tches flagging me down
They got me tapping my breaks
Shorty pretty in the ass
[?]
They wanna ride in the drop
She wanna f*ck with a boss
She wanna f*ck with some [?]
My n*gga let down the drop
(i'm out)
[Hook: Boosie Badazz & Rick Ross]
Drop drop drop drop drop top music
Drop top music
This is drop drop drop drop drop top music
Drop top music
(this that sh*t that we ride to)
Top down riding with my duffle bag
Shoutout to my [?]
Drop down where them f*cking hustlers at
[?] where that weed rolled
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