Luyện nghe bài hát On Top

[Intro:

[Bridge:
15 bitches said they wanna go, (they wanna, wanna)
Said they wanna go let the green light, light go
Said they wanna go to the top of the condo, (to the top)
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, can't em no
No

[Chorus:
Quavo, Young Rich Nigga, Young Rich
Popi, Sak Religious, Popi Sak
I was in a Masi, in a
Was nobodies business, was business
All of them my millions, all the
All the foreign women, all the foreign
I was in disguise, in
Backseat of the Bentley, of the Bentley

1: Quavo]
Speaking of seats, do you remember the back seats (remember)
Remember the days Will Mac was driving, young Quavo was in the back seat (ugh!)
Running from 12s, on the back street! Yes he right but theres no catching me(No!)
It's late at night, and I pray to God, I want a new Rari, tell him I'm for my sins (sorry!)
New beginningin, (beginningin), all my winningin, (winningin)
you ever played with the Falcons, catch him Brian Finneran
Winning is old dinosaurs, breaking your bitch spinal cord, (break)!
Cook a when a nigga get bored (brick!), chop it down like a samurai sword (chop it down)

[Verse 2:
Back seat of the police car, waking up in the morning bars (prison!)
Momma me what the fuck you gon' do, you gon' stay being broke or you take off tomorrow?
Now I pull up Bentley all my cars, Now that I'm nigga what is the R (I'm rich!)
And I'm rolling up Keisha, gon live it up, I'm rollin up, in a 'gar
Young rich nigga a long way,(long way) everybody said we wouldn't make it (we wouldn't make it)
I'm the same nigga out the vaca, and when I pull up you should see the haters faces (look at em)
Louboutin loafers, no laces, attire, you know that it's tailored
Trapping and capping, they calling me Rayful, Mason Margiela - walking
World of life Bentley it's a umbrella, yeah the Migos jug like the Goodfellas, Brokanese ass niggas need to do
I'ma Heff on the bitches, living like Hugh Heffner, and my so cold, got a Gucci sweater
Back seater -- Willy man ya nigga, was tryin to get cheddar (kick door!)
Now I pull up in the Bentley , Bugatti, whatever

[Verse 3:
15 bitches say they wanna go, wanna fuck Cinco and the Amigos
Taking your bitch and we working the bitch the way she work her face, she gon get my pesos
Man that bitch ain't worth a fuckin penny (ugh ugh), she shopping spree, she want the paparazzi
Want to be spend all my broccoli at Lenox, little bitch you tripping - can't get my blue
I'm sorry if I did offended you, I don't want no relationship - I'm through you
You can keep all of your Louboutin tennis shoes, all jewelry, those things are material (those things ain't nothing)
Cause 15 bitches on my telephone, want to go to my top floor condo in Rome (top floor condo)
Sneaking and -- sucking less them leaches, lobby runned up with some Puerto Ricans and they freaky
She suck me all night till I sleep, up a brick a nigga drinking Easter Pink
Like you love a nigga bitches they be shopping overseas, I can take a nonbeliever and I make that believe
Does she cook it, does she flip it right? That bitch live with me
If she can on the block with the brick and run from the Police
She ain't got no problem back the product to me
a chicken in the kitchen I send that bitch in the streets. (Whipping it!)