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To the Top Video (MV)




Performed By: Charlie North
Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: Samuel White




Charlie North - To the Top Lyrics
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Moon roof with the leather seats
Keep it real like the letter G
Stay cool like the weather be
Get the paper now they haters due to jealousy
Getting wet whenever she
Have me hit it from the side trajectory
And I with discrepancies
Sippin' alkaline water different energy get with me
Girl I wanna see you shake that ass
Just some lemon ain't no liquor in my shot glass
Painting pictures on the beat Michelangelo
Poolside slicing up some fresh cantaloupe
Gotta keep it one hundred im the man
Hold it down like gravity on land
Hit the beach with the sand
Ya girl I know you love to get a tan
I ain't gon' stop winning
I'm to the top with it
I can see all of my haters from the cockpit
Smoothie bowl with the coconut locked in
Ginger shot with cayenne yeah that hot shit
Boy I got this and my city too
We in Bridgeland Over Easy for the food
Hit the farmers market stock up on a couple fruits
I love the pineapple and she love my juice
Baby what it do
Let's watch the sunset
Head out to Elbow Falls
Girl we ain't done yet
Let's get you out them drawers
And get you dumb wet
We ain't stupid at all but this that dumb sex
Oh I'm just flying by, flying high
Headed to the top oh yeah
So let me take you to the top oh baby
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Moon roof with the leather seats
Keep it real like the letter G
Stay cool like the weather be
Get the paper now they haters due to jealousy
Getting wet whenever she
Have me hit it from the side trajectory
And I with discrepancies
Sippin' alkaline water different energy get with me
Girl I wanna see you shake that ass
Just some lemon ain't no liquor in my shot glass
Painting pictures on the beat Michelangelo
Poolside slicing up some fresh cantaloupe
Gotta keep it one hundred im the man
Hold it down like gravity on land
Hit the beach with the sand
Ya girl I know you love to get a tan
I ain't gon' stop winning
I'm to the top with it
I can see all of my haters from the cockpit
Smoothie bowl with the coconut locked in
Ginger shot with cayenne yeah that hot shit
Boy I got this and my city too
We in Bridgeland Over Easy for the food
Hit the farmers market stock up on a couple fruits
I love the pineapple and she love my juice
Baby what it do
Let's watch the sunset
Head out to Elbow Falls
Girl we ain't done yet
Let's get you out them drawers
And get you dumb wet
We ain't stupid at all but this that dumb sex
Oh I'm just flying by, flying high
Headed to the top oh yeah
So let me take you to the top oh baby
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Writer: Samuel White
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