Top Down Money Up - Chamillonaire

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Letra Top Down Money Up - Chamillonaire

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Yeeeeaaah, look up in the sky It's not a
bird, it's not a plane It's one of them
little Batman symbol things Except it's
got a lizard in it Chamillitary, let's
get it, ye-yeah! Top down, money up,
gotta stay on the grind (grind) Top
down, money up, gotta stay on the grind
(grind) Top down, money up, gotta stay
on the grind (grind) Gotta stay on the
grind homie, gotta stay on the grind
homie (for real) Top down, money up,
gotta stay on the grind (grind) Top
down, money up, gotta stay on the grind
(grind) Top down, money up, gotta stay
on the grind (grind) Gotta stay on the
grind (grind), gotta go and get mine
homie I move from lobby to lobby and the
shottie ridin beside me I bet that
shottie go lollipop if you tryin to rob
me No, that's probably a hottie, she
tuggin on me like a dolly Black Magic on
my tires, while she Mr. Miyagi the body
- wax on, wax off I'm a player, don't
play so play up above me All this
vegetation I'm makin, I bet ya say that
you're hungry Jenny Craig for my bread,
my wallet lookin so pudgy Got that cake,
got that cream, the fat one say that she
love me I'ma put the city on my back, I
mean put it right back on my back And it
still say R.I.P. to that Pimp C on back
of that 'Llac And I keep these broads
goin crazy, talk so much smack on my
tracks Because I'm a mack/Mac like your
laptop so tell 'em that on iChat Uh, you
should mind your bidness here, you
should mind your bidness dear All this
money I'ma get this year, that mean your
money gon' disappear Ain't no women
strippin here, ain't no women strippin
here? Wait till they see my whip appear,
that's what I call whip appeal It's the
Barack O-baller, I know she tryna holler
Roll her number on a dollar but I really
just want the dollar I hope it's not
your daughter, cause I'm probably not
gon' call her Universal Republic, yeah
I'm the shot that's in your revolver
Yeah I'm reloading homie, the pistol
holder's on me And you know I'm talkin
to you know who cause you know you're
phoney It's lonely at the top but I like
ridin solo Shake off complainers and
tell 'em that you won't be rollin no mo'
Some want some in the ruler and his
first statement said "You suck" Musical
chairs, see the chopper, gon' beat a
goose, you duck Texas used to be screwed
up but you ain't us, you can't fool us
Got a problem with Koopa? When, where,
how, who, what? He said he hate my
confidence and how I wreck the beat
Talkin down in front of me, I hope you
got some special teeth I got my hand on
the trigger, the fakeness about rest in
peace Actin just like my publicist, I
think I'm bout to press release The
mover, you the shaker, I'm the realest,
you the faker Chamillinators, fact then
I'm back to rebuking haters I promise I
pull the baddest broad in stew to bake
her I'm true to paper and pretty ones
always glued to paper Nah I ain't got to
love her, Texas I got ya covered They
tryna be all on the D so I'm bout to
pull out the rubbers Got a ghetto chick
that I know that'll sock a soccer mother
And after that probably go to her house
and sock her mother I showed the
underground how to attract the dollars
bills But I got some haters in the city
that want me to keep it real Sayin that
the kid went commercial to get a deal
You a clown, need to go do commercials
for happy meals They ain't heard my
voice in a minute so the ladies say they
been gettin restless Dallas, Fort Worth,
San Antonio, Killeen, Austin and Tyler
Texas Like Biggie said "Rub on your
breasts", remove your clothes, you don't
need your dresses A lotta people say
they the best but their words are not
impressive Lames know that I burn money,
I'ma show you how to melt a stack First
I'ma go hit the bank, then hit Harlem
Nights after that They know I've been on
the grind in every city that's on the
map Looked down at the welcome mat and
noticed it said "Welcome back" Ho, all
this applause for me? I appreciate it,
thank you, thank you I don't need no
birthday cake though, I got enough cake
I'm on you boy, yeah, you know what it
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