- T.N.N.(prod. K once PT) 歌詞 Bryson Tiller
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- Bryson Tiller
- You better sing that song, oh woah-woah, woah
How I do? Thats how I do?
Ayy, whats good, Its Ace Hood and Im chilling with the Ohios own, DJ E Dubb
All my fly niggas can relate to this song
And all my pretty women sip your get drink to this song
All my dubs come show a nigga love in this club
All the scrubs call you riled up and take your ass home
My swag top notch, (Yeah-yeah) my girl top notch (Notch)
A lot of niggas mad cause their girlfriend not
If your shawty look as good as mine
Youll know just why I keep a smile
All you hatin niggas keep on hatin if you wanna
Do your job like you gettin paid when its over
I be singin to your girl
I got range like a rover
Since you dont be up with nothin
But my rove seats got em loafers on
I been sippin on Patr貿n so I dont think Im going home
Ill go to yo ladies crib and power down her mobile phone
Make her sing the bridge to my songs till the tro come home
And top notch means everything I do is overblown
Im a top notch nigga, with top notch swag
All these haters finna need to mark my ass, why you mad for?
I just wanna know, why you mad for?
You up in the club tryna block my shine
Worry bout you dont knock my fly
Fly as hell, hating on me, when these fiends hate me imma make em OD, tonight
Uhm, homie over mad
Over with his roomie but she want me over bad
She aint tryna look, but shit I know what that's about
Read her like a book, she hopin that I check her out
Words to my Nikes, show a playa love
Lil mama rocking Coach, I think she need to make a sub
While I should be in the mile high club
Why? cause Im ****ing fly, nigga, duh
Never seen a nigga rock the shit that I am wearing
I dont even know her but I know but I know by how she staring
She done seen me in that maro and it sound like a McLaren
See me with some money, hope she know that I aint sharing
That dont mean Im greedy, just hope that you aint needy
Cause what you got when you come
Is what you gon have when you leave me
Wishing for a genie and Im flyer than Aladdin
I aint fly, but homie why you mad then?
Im a top notch nigga, with top notch swag
All these haters finna need to mark my ass, why you mad for?
I just wanna know, why you mad for?
You up in the club, tryna block my shine
Worry bout you dont knock my fly
Fly as hell, hating on me
When these fiends hate me, Ima make me OD, tonight
I dont know what I do to make em mad at me
But I guess Ima keep doing it
Dont listen to these niggas when they laugh at me
I just chop it up and screw this shit
Musically inclined, still a cook but I refuse to quit
I do this shit for fun, till I get at least 2 milli
Who you is and why you mad is two questions that I do ask
TNN, how dare you laughing at me Im blowing up fast
Im a top notch nigga, with top notch swag
All these haters finna need to mark my ass, why you mad for?
I just wanna know, why you mad for?
You up in the club tryna block my shine
Worry bout you dont knock my fly
Fly as hell, hating on me
When these fiends hate me Ima make me OD, ya
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