Top Notch lyrics

[Intro: Mouse]
Mouse On Tha Track, It'll make you bounce back!

[Chorus: Mouse]
Top notch whips that's what I drive
24 inches rims and tires
Hating ass n*ggas can't believe they eyes
They starin' me down, And I'm wondering why
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second

[Verse 1: Boosie Badazz]
Red Bandana, Red Lexus
Top notch n*gga hoes call me black and sexy
Top notch whip on that good drank from Texas
Got everybody lookin' like a n*gga buck naked
Please be good cause it could go down
Mr. Baton Rouge, I hold the street crown
I fill it with gas, keep it clean as my ass
If I'm in that yellow thing I got on yellow to match
I would name my cars, but I ain't got time
Just got my fresh fade, check out my line
Ol' lady cross the street like "Ain't that Connie boy"
"That boy be on TV too, ain't that the same boy" (yea)
Feelin even better when I looked in the mirror
Diamonds on my teeth when I'm smiling at these n*ggas
From the car lot, to the rim shop we crawl and we creep
Southside young b that's how I come on these streets n*gga
[Chorus: Mouse]
Top notch whips that's what I drive
24 inches rims and tires
Hating ass n*ggas can't believe they eyes
They starin' me down, And I'm wondering why
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second

[Verse 2: Lil' Phat]
Look, I got a Jag and it's sleepin on deuces
Funeral home my whips up my whip game stupid
I'm in the back seat, I'm in the back seat
At the light, open the door, showin my ass
You know how that be
Impala drop on Asanti's, Oh it's da dumb way
Lil Mama takin pictures she saw me on rip the runway
Johnny got my neck right, Johnny got my mouth right
Ankle bracelet in diamonds so, Johnny got my walk right
I use 2 x 2's, Like ew you stupid
Toilet paper n*ggas streets up, When It's time for me to use it
Take a picture of my hair cut, My Steve Harvey look right on
Yeah I know you see the ice on me, I'm on they cut the lights on me
Gucci bag 50 grand in it, Look don't put yo hands in it
Do it the dummy way, You catch me doin' my dance with it
Lil' Phat young boss if you don't know me
Ain't no waitin, ain't no thinkin, n*gga you goin have to show me
[Chorus: Mouse]
Top notch whips that's what I drive
24 inches rims and tires
Hating ass n*ggas can't believe they eyes
They starin' me down, And I'm wondering why
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second

[Verse 3: Lil Trill]
Like we be stuntin' on camaro’s yeah boy the 2 T’s
See Phat, he got the silver, catch him flying down our team
See me I got the black yeah the one with the orange inside
Passing through the hood, lil kids like “look at that ride”
We still got the Bentleys oh yeah the all general black too
You better stay inside if you ain't gettin stacks dude
Oh that's a fact, yeah boy we gon act
And you better believe we got the phantoms back to back
10 Gz on my wrist and 75 on my neck
And I ain’t worried about the jackaz, in my hood I got respect
Top Notch everything i shoulda got me a ‘vette
Or i might just sole play put 24s on the jet
I ain’t nun but fifteen, and it ain’t how im coming
When you know what I mean when I call myself the youngin
I'm with dummies, yeah, dummy dumb, dumb, dumb
Can't compete with us, I don’t think you want nun
[Verse 4: Mouse]
B.O. what these n*ggas mad at me for
Wound up lookin' cry baby like T.O
Don't blame me n*gga, blame my C-E-O
He wanna take a trip to the money Let's G-O
I got black women, white women, Asian and Creole
Pretty face, pretty feet, no corn foot Fritos
So Mouse like cheese so my nick name Cheeto
f*ck a favor or a hand out, ain't sh*t free ho
I hop up out the chevy, coast wallet full of C-Notes
Your baby momma and her friend wanna have a trio
I work that lumber a huh yeah she know
I beat that pus*y up I beat it up like Deebo
Hold up, damn n*gga why you hatin on me tho
I see it in your face and I can read ya like Cleo
Every everybody know, we don't keep it on the D-Low
Trill ENT. yeah n*gga know how we roll

[Chorus: Mouse]
Top notch whips that's what I drive
24 inches rims and tires
Hating ass n*ggas can't believe they eyes
They starin' me down, And I'm wondering why
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second
Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second