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Iq - Top Down Lyrics



Iq - Top Down Lyrics




This how a young nigga put it down
Dinner with dimes from Tinder tell her him from Bogey Down

We eating breakfast for lunch
Mind full of stuff
Like this one girl who paranoid she pregnant but she wasn't

I was tryna be nice with you niggas
Thanos I could change ya whole reality with one snap of a finger

Last day at work my coworkers gave me love
Driving home was hard I got emotional as f*ck
Thinking bout the times I'm writing rhymes got wroten up

Man I could've stopped a lot if I had just had spoken up
Example...

This bitch gone choose somebody else
Right when I called and explained I need somebody help

That broke my heart cuz I was thinking she would prolly help
But I'm the side she getting f*cked by somebody else
Let me explain...

See I forgot we met at
You mad that I forget that
But as the story goes we was in class

I was kind enough to give a smile be a friend
Whenever I would see you after that we'd reconnect

You found it so refreshing I was real and genuine
Confessed that when I hugged you in the lab it made you wet

Backtrack..
Cuz that was after we had some sex
At this point I should point out lil shawty had a man

But see we wasn't tripping cuz we wasn't intimate
I really liked your smile and we studied that was it
A woman I could talk to bout the world and how I live
Accepted me through all of it no matter How I'd get

Ride slow, bump the bass with the top down
Sunglasses make em think I'm at the top now
Plan to make money, make money like the Rothchilds
I kick my stories, kids and adults get they bop down
Bring the grills, bring the fam, bring the Block out

Roll the dice, smoke a swisher with ya niggas uh
Chill and smoke a swisher witcha niggas, uh
Hands up to the ceiling if you feel this

As we talk and we studying
We stop and flirt from time to time, buddy buddying

Cannot help but think in bed damn how fun she is?
Is a she a freak, is she a dime I could get funky with?

Control my mind and try to act cool
You say ya man'll be back soon
I don't want no problems if I step you might retract too

I touch ya hand just to see how you react to it
You smile at me where's you crib wanna get back to it

Get back to studying cuz I never been a bad student
But it's hard to focus, hit my house gotta get back to it
I say goodbye you squeeze me tight I give that back to you
Then...

Comes that one day I was tired after work
Hit her like can I come over she said sure
Knock up on the door and what she wearing is berserk

White T shirt, and the shorts could show the work

I sit on the couch say I'm tired that's my mood
You said that you too is real tired I'm confused
Should I take a nap or should I make a move
I chose to meet our lips and the rest you can conclude

Ride slow, bump the bass with the top down
Sunglasses make em think I'm at the top now
Plan to make money, make money like the Rothchilds

I kick my stories, kids and adults get they bop down
Bring the grills, bring the fam, bring the Block out
Roll the dice, smoke a swisher with ya niggas uh

Chill and smoke a swisher witcha niggas, uh
Hands up to the ceiling if you feel this
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This how a young nigga put it down
Dinner with dimes from Tinder tell her him from Bogey Down

We eating breakfast for lunch
Mind full of stuff
Like this one girl who paranoid she pregnant but she wasn't

I was tryna be nice with you niggas
Thanos I could change ya whole reality with one snap of a finger

Last day at work my coworkers gave me love
Driving home was hard I got emotional as f*ck
Thinking bout the times I'm writing rhymes got wroten up

Man I could've stopped a lot if I had just had spoken up
Example...

This bitch gone choose somebody else
Right when I called and explained I need somebody help

That broke my heart cuz I was thinking she would prolly help
But I'm the side she getting f*cked by somebody else
Let me explain...

See I forgot we met at
You mad that I forget that
But as the story goes we was in class

I was kind enough to give a smile be a friend
Whenever I would see you after that we'd reconnect

You found it so refreshing I was real and genuine
Confessed that when I hugged you in the lab it made you wet

Backtrack..
Cuz that was after we had some sex
At this point I should point out lil shawty had a man

But see we wasn't tripping cuz we wasn't intimate
I really liked your smile and we studied that was it
A woman I could talk to bout the world and how I live
Accepted me through all of it no matter How I'd get

Ride slow, bump the bass with the top down
Sunglasses make em think I'm at the top now
Plan to make money, make money like the Rothchilds
I kick my stories, kids and adults get they bop down
Bring the grills, bring the fam, bring the Block out

Roll the dice, smoke a swisher with ya niggas uh
Chill and smoke a swisher witcha niggas, uh
Hands up to the ceiling if you feel this

As we talk and we studying
We stop and flirt from time to time, buddy buddying

Cannot help but think in bed damn how fun she is?
Is a she a freak, is she a dime I could get funky with?

Control my mind and try to act cool
You say ya man'll be back soon
I don't want no problems if I step you might retract too

I touch ya hand just to see how you react to it
You smile at me where's you crib wanna get back to it

Get back to studying cuz I never been a bad student
But it's hard to focus, hit my house gotta get back to it
I say goodbye you squeeze me tight I give that back to you
Then...

Comes that one day I was tired after work
Hit her like can I come over she said sure
Knock up on the door and what she wearing is berserk

White T shirt, and the shorts could show the work

I sit on the couch say I'm tired that's my mood
You said that you too is real tired I'm confused
Should I take a nap or should I make a move
I chose to meet our lips and the rest you can conclude

Ride slow, bump the bass with the top down
Sunglasses make em think I'm at the top now
Plan to make money, make money like the Rothchilds

I kick my stories, kids and adults get they bop down
Bring the grills, bring the fam, bring the Block out
Roll the dice, smoke a swisher with ya niggas uh

Chill and smoke a swisher witcha niggas, uh
Hands up to the ceiling if you feel this
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Writer: Daniel De La Cruz
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Performed By: Iq
Language: English
Length: 3:37
Written by: Daniel De La Cruz

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