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Raven Christina Ancar
Raven Christina Ancar
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Byron Jupiter
Byron Jupiter
Songwriter

Lyrics

Turn me up a little bit Aye You know Who the Fuck it is Ray$av Bitch Are you a top notch Are you a top notch Aye I got body Pussy on tsunami Got his full attention Bitch, you're just a hobby I'm hood and I'm snobby Only bad bitches in my posse Number in his phone Saved under mommy Too cute to fight Chopper take you down like karate Thighs got cellulite He want this apple like he bobbin Waist kinda scrawny But this ass is on fat fat Waist went missing You can say my body's snatch-snatch How I'm a home wrecker If he treat you like a doormat How you the competition But I don't see no combat East beast, we don't speak We just go get that gat I could beat your Face to the gods with a mac, okay So what's the tea before I make your nigga chuck the deuce Wanna freak bitch R rated, your shit puss in boots Built like a stallion Y'all hit angles, you phony I'm not a tall lady But I bet he wanna ride this pony Make that nigga sing Tony, Tony, Tony We don't love you niggas Man, fuck holy matrimony But he better have my alimony Say we beefing, that's baloney Think she the main But he want this macaroni Are you a top notch? Are you a top notch? Are you a top notch? Are you a top notch? Are you a billion dollar Billion dollar bitch Cause I'm a billion dollar Cause I'm a billion dollar Cause I'm a billion dollar Cause Ray is, and you know it And your man know it And do I make the masters in the stu Fuck them institutions Looking for my competition All you hoes is looking translucent Gemini, I'm his wifey and mistress Creole magic My heart on my sleeve Next to my trick Go dig your ditch Go call that bitch Since you single as a Pringle Go see if she stack chips Not a problem if I'm a factor Running circle round you bitches My niggas draw like a protractor Read bitches like my name Miranda You niggas wearing masks like the Phantom If the payment not advance, I cancel Forget faces, so many places I've been Only face I won't forget is my first blue Ben Ain't a player Got your nigga nervous at the coin toss Real recognize real and you All I see is fog, so it's never on sight I put that on God You should honor her But I don't do it for the applause You want a cookie? Flow give her insomnia You got the gall to say I'm not the best of them all When the last time you see a bitch rap like a sash Round her chest at prom My bitch cold, so she put me on Page was blank Now it's looking like correctional facility Many bars cause I'm so lyrically advanced Talk to him crazy Still pull down his pants I'm a queen, y'all some ants And I'm a stomp at every chance Are you a top notch? Are you a top notch? Are you a top notch? Are you a top notch? Bitch I think not Bitch I think not Are you a top notch? Are you a top notch? Are you a top notch? Are you a top notch? Bitch I think not Bitch I think not Bitch I think not Bitch I think not Let me hear you holler if you bout a dollar Let me hear you holler if you put it on your mama Let me hear you holler if you get it from your mama Cause Ray$av and that bitch tomato, tomato Top notch bitch if you rep that five hundred and four Make her sick check her vitals they say I'm vital Make that chopper sing I'm his American idol Top notch bitch you say hey, I say bye hoe Top notch bitch if you rep that five hundred and four Top notch bitch if you rep that five hundred and four Top notch bitch If you a billion dollar bitch If you a billion dollar bitch Let me hear you holler
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