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 wanna go to the top floor of the condo, (to the top)
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, tell em no
No

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

[Verse 1:
Speaking of back seats, do you remember the back (remember)
the days when Will Mac was driving, young Quavo was in the back seat (ugh!)
Running from 12s, on the back street! Yes he right behind but theres no me(No!)
It's late at night, and I pray to God, I want a new Rari, him I'm sorry for my sins (sorry!)
New beginningin, (beginningin), all my winningin, (winningin)
Have you ever played with the Falcons, catch him Brian
Winning is old like dinosaurs, breaking 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, up in the morning seeing bars (prison!)
Momma told me what the fuck you gon' do, you gon' stay being broke or you take off
Now I pull up Bentley all my cars, Now that I'm rich what is the R (I'm rich!)
And I'm rolling up Keisha, gon it up, what I'm rollin up, in a 'gar
rich nigga came 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, Givenchy attire, you know that tailored
Trapping and capping, they calling me Rayful, Margiela - walking alligator
of life Bentley it's a umbrella, yeah the Migos jug like the Goodfellas, Brokanese ass niggas need to do better
I'ma Heff on the bitches, living like Heffner, and my diamonds so cold, got a Gucci sweater
Back seater -- Willy man call ya nigga, was tryin to get (kick door!)
Now I pull up in the Bentley , Bugatti, whatever

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