Tops Drop

Welcome to the land, where it just don't stop
 Trunks pop tops drop, and the front end hop
 Paint flop screens on, acting bad in the song
 Yeah it's on riding chrome, balling at my home
 Texas plates don't hate, showing up in the state
 Can't wait get it straight, while the front end break
 Paid the cost to be the boss, looking good when I floss
 Sunshine let it down, turn it up and clown
 Roll around hit your block, trunk going on knock
 Let it up let it pop, light up the whole block
 South side how we hold, on a gangsta stroll
 Music hitting so hard, knocking Nawfside hoes
 Hit the highway hooting, dro go on let it roll
 Po' up the drank fire it up, make sure the windows closed
 On chrome high side, throwing up the Southside
 Giving Nigga dap coming down, wrecking the slab
 Trunks keep poppin'
 Tops keep dropping down in Houston (Trunks pop)
 Tops drop
 Trunks keep poppin'
 Tops keep dropping down in Houston (Trunks pop)
 Tops drop
 Now what's up H-Town, cause we know that they feel us
 Three wheeler four peeler, acting bad for scrilla
 Swisha burna bouncing turner, sitting low on four's
 I'm pulling through the lot, slamming do's on buttons
 And I'ma slide slide, slippidy slide
 Pop trunk let it down, show up in my ride
 Roll out the red carpet, never buy it from punks
 Valet piece and chain, starched and my chain
 Hit the club showing love, tip the dancer a dub
 Got killa in the club, for after the club
 One more time for they mind, I'ma gon put it down
 It's that boy Fat Pat, yeah I got's to clown
 I just wanna drop it, aaaa-aall night long
 Yeah, ye-eah, yeah I just wanna drop it
 All night long yeah, drop it, drop it, drop it
 Trunks keep poppin'
 Tops keep dropping down in Houston (Trunks pop)
 Tops drop
 Trunks keep poppin'
 Tops keep dropping down in Houston (Trunks pop)
 Tops drop
 And you laced on the game, that cost a fee
 Bouncing on the track, with P-A-T
 Now they see how it be, I'm just a G
 Cocked up on three, blowing on a whole tree
 See me in the drop, crawling down on boys
 Right behind him is the Lincoln, my favorite toy
 Candy red with the screens, and I'm riding on cream
 Mean mugs triple beams, make reality a dream
 Sipping lean sticky green, make em cloud the whole scene
 Europeans what the deal, making all haters chill
 While I show my naked skills, gripping wood grain grills
 Running lights shining bright, floating smooth as a kite
 Trunk cracked Fat Pat, breaking all haters hats
 Where they at where they at, 'fore I pull out my gat
 Looking good it's understood, flossing for my hood
 Taking pride in my ride, like every playa should
 Trunks keep poppin'
 Tops keep dropping down in Houston (Trunks pop)
 Tops drop
 Trunks keep poppin'
 Tops keep dropping down in Houston (Trunks pop)
 Tops drop
 Trunks keep poppin'
 Tops keep dropping down in Houston (Trunks pop)
 Tops drop
 Trunks keep poppin'
 Tops keep dropping down in Houston (Trunks pop)
 Tops drop
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