Top Floor - Shane Eagle & BigStar Johnson: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Shane Eagle & BigStar Johnson

Top Floor

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Top Floor was released on October 28, 2016 by Eagle Entertainment as a part of the album Top Floor - Single

Song Details

AlbumTop Floor - Single

Release DateOctober 28, 2016

LabelEagle Entertainment

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM96

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Shane Eagle

Performer

BigStar Johnson

BigStar Johnson

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Shane Patrick Hughes

Shane Patrick Hughes

Composer

Tumelo Rakumako

Tumelo Rakumako

Composer

Thabiso Bradley Tokkie

Thabiso Bradley Tokkie

Composer

Lyrics

Shane Eagle: "Yo, Star."

Big Star: "Aha?"

Shane Eagle: "Where do you think trees go when they die?"

Big Star: "Ayo, I thought trees never die... Ayo Eagle."

Shane Eagle: "Aha?"

Big Star: "You know these **** don't rap better than us, right?"

Shane Eagle: "Yeah, I know my ****."

Dab dab then I walk (aiyayay)

Sip sip then I talk (aiyayay)

Two puffs of that O.G

Man I'm chilling top floor (aiyayay)

And they see me on the T.V

Now these bitches wanna call, aye

Phuz' utshwala phuz' utshwala, mfethu

Bazo’gcwala bazo’gcwala, mfethu

Look, we don’t fuck with you fake ****

And I got that anti-venom for you snake ****, aye

Check my crew I got taste, ****

Bringing somethin' new while they copy-paste, **** (yeah)

12 bars at the game show (now or never)

I grew my hair, I done change looks (okay)

Shout to all the DJ's

Get your budget for the next hook, yeah

I mow the lawn in my vest (then what?)

I hit the gym and train the chest (all day ****)

But we don’t really know Khaleeeed

But you fucking with the best (another one)

And rappers talk shit but we ain’t mad at ya'

I don’t talk to rappers, these rappers talk to my manager

I’m chilling on the moon, with a fucking moon bag

Smoking on this cheese while I’m vibing to this boom bap

I dab dab then I walk (aiyayay)

I sip sip then I talk (aiyayay)

Plus I'm smoking on this O.G

So I'm chilling top floor (aiyayay)

Then she see me on the T.V

Now the bitches wanna call (yeah)

I don’t even know what day it is

I was even sleeping 'fore I made this shit (staight up)

We used to worry 'bout the haters, nigg'

And I don’t give a fuck 'coz I’m famous bitch, aye

I smoke a blunt and mow the lawn, aye

I let my granny hit the bong (okay)

All these clubs trynna book meeee

Shit my **** top the phone, yeah

Top 5, Top 5 my ****

You know I body all these rappers, jokes aside my ****, aye

But, why you fucking up the vibe my ****?

(Yo, Eagle are you good?)

I’m just high my ****, aye

I had a muh’fucken wet dreeeam

I had Riri at the crib (I had Riri at the crib)

You now fucking with the best teeeam

Tax vixen of this shit (tax vixen of this shit)

Why you rappers so serious

And you ain’t even got the bars, aye

If being whack was a felony

You know you rappers catch the charge

(Ya'll goin' to jail)

No rings, **** no chains

(What you do?)

But I’m shining like a muh’fucker, aye

On the Fridays man I’m Chris Tucker, shii

And I ain’t change, I got the same number

I dab dab then I walk (aiyayay)

I sip sip then I talk (aiyayay)

Plus I'm puffing on that O.G

(Where you at?)

That means I'm chilling Top Floor (aiyayay)

And they see me on the T.V

(What you do?)

Now these bitches wanna call, aye

Wavy wavy wavy wavy, aye

I’m dripping off the sauces and the gravy

I could come across as a boss, by my Rick Ross

Look, you ain’t popping if you got nobody hating, ay man

Eagle told me hit the gym, bona

I told that ****, take a swim, aye

(Fuck outta here)

I don’t really need to lose weight

'Coz the pockets ain’t slim

(Nah, the pockets ain't slim)

And don’t you tell me I’m the next one

My **** cause its not the same thing, ay

I smoke the blunt and call my mom, bona

(Then what?)

I tried to tell her that we on, aye

(What she say, ****?)

She started trippin' bout the groupies

I dropped the phone and hit the bong

And now we elevated

Elevated the whole time

Eagle and Star man your tracks are gold mine

The only **** whose eyes ain't blinded by strobe lights

When Eagle is so fine and Star, you the whole time

Hold up wait boy

You gotta slow it down

Only young **** still runnin' the town

We still throwing them rhymes

We still blowin' them pounds

Plus we got another smash

Yeah, we holding it down

Ayeeee

I dab dab then I walk (aiyayay)

I sip sip then I talk (aiyayay)

Plus I’m smoking on this O.G

So I’m chilling top floor (aiyayay)

Written by: Shane Patrick Hughes, Thabiso Bradley Tokkie, Tumelo Rakumako

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