Zion I – Top Down Lyrics
Artist: Zion I
Song: Top Down
Let’s go
Alright
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Alright
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) (Traxamillion) Alright
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Alright
She the type of girl make the sex seem incredible
Different flavor panties and all of ’em edible (Alright) –
Young and she restless, never stay sexless
Top eight MySpace stay like a temptress (Alright) –
Superfly, she go both ways
Stick up in the game like the Oakland A’s (Alright) –
Sideways, off when I seen her
Sweet senorita, ghetto ballerina (Alright) –
Gas, brake, dip, we can break chips
Only if you want a superstar runner (Alright) –
Floss like a stunna from the winter to summer
Might be a blunder but I asked for her number (Yeah) (Alright) –
Gave me the code so I kicked down low
Then I’m movin’ slow, it’s unusual (Alright) –
Coulda been a Joe but she’s so beautiful
How a girl like so turn into a ho? (Alright) –
Ayy, young shorty, put the top down
Make it drop down, see you gettin’ hot now (Alright)
Ayy, it’s too late, can’t stop now
Make it drop down, shorty, put the top down (Alright)
Ayy, ayy, I’ma put the top down
Make it drop down, see I’m gettin’ hot now (Alright)
Ayy, it’s too late, can’t stop now
Make it drop down, I’ma put the top down (Ooh-wee) (Alright)
Uh, sat on it for a day
Thought about them thick legs, would I wanna pay (Alright) –
Would I want the chick talkin’ ’bout me in the Bay?
Nah, not me, let the image fade away (Alright) –
Thought about my baby girl, wonder what she doin’
Called her on the celly, said she want me in the pudding (Alright) –
Told me come through and it sounded kinda cool
So I threw on my kicks with the white and the blue (Alright) –
Slid up out the house in the one North Pole
Hollered at my potna with the teeth all gold (Alright) –
Rushin’ to her crib, she live in the East
In the Ville, like Thanksgiving, I’m about to feast (Alright) –
Pulled up to the house with the lights all out
Knocked on the door just to see what it’s about (Alright) –
Opened up the door, didn’t believe what I saw
Baby girl and a ripper half naked in they drawers (Alright) –
Ayy, young shorty, put the top down
Make it drop down, see you gettin’ hot now (Alright)
Ayy, it’s too late, can’t stop now
Make it drop down, shorty, put the top down (Alright)
Ayy, ayy, I’ma put the top down
Make it drop down, see I’m gettin’ hot now (Alright)
Ayy, it’s too late, can’t stop now
Make it drop down, I’ma put the top down
Let’s go
Slapp Addict Productions, baby, woo (Alright)
Let’s go (Alright)
Ayo, Trax’, man, man, you hecka wack. You ain’t pickin’ up, dude? This your girl DJ Backside, man. What, you gave me the Mike Jones number, dawg? That’s hella wack, man. Come on, blood. Anyways, man, Trax’, I need you to hit me back right now, I got these people waiting from L.A. and these people from Atlanta waiting for some tracks from you. They need some slaps from the Slapp Addict. Holla at your girl right about now. You got the number. A’ight? Peace
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From the album:
The Slapp Addict [Explicit]
Release Year: 2006