Top Notch Lyrics - Superbad: The Return Of Boosie Bad Azz - Lil Boosie

[Chorus:] 

Top notch whips that's 

What I drive 

24 inches rims & tires 

Hatin ass niggas can't believe they eyes 

They stare me down, And I'm wonderin why 

[x4] 

Ah hold up wait a second, 

Let me think for a second 

[Lil' Boosie:] 

Red Bandana, Red Lexus 

Top notch nigga hoes call me black & sexy 

Top notch whip on that good drink from texas 

Got everybody lookin' like a nigga butt naked 

Please be good cause it could go down 

Mr. Baton Rouge, I hold the street crown 

I fill it with gas, keep it clean as my ass 

If I'm in that yellow thing I got on yellow to match 

I would name my cars, but I ain't got time 

Just got my fresh fade, check out my line 

Ol' lady cross the street like "ain't that conley boy" 

"That boy be on TV too, ain't that the same boy" (yea) 

Feelin even better when I look in the mirror 

Diamonds on my teeth when I'm smiling at these niggas 

From the car lot, to the rim shop we crawl & we creep 

Southside young b that's how I come on these streets nigga 

[Chorus] 

[Lil' Phat:] 

Look, I got a jag and it's sleepin on duces 

Funeral home my whips up my whip game stupid 

I'm in the back seat, I'm in the back seat 

At the light, open the door, showin my ass 

You know how phat be 

Impala drop on the shontaez 

Oh it's the dumb way 

Lil Mama takin pictures she saw me on 

Rip the runway 

Shinin got my neck right 

Shinin got my mouth right 

Ankle bracelets in dimes so 

Shinin got my walk right 

I use 2 by 2's 

Like Ill you stupid 

Toilet paper niggas streets up, 

When It's time for me to use it 

Take a picture of my hair cut 

My steve harvey look right on 

Yeah I know you see the ice 

I'm on they cut the light on me 

Gucci bag 50 grand in it 

Look don't put yo hands in it 

Do it the dummy way 

You Catch me doin my dance with it 

Lil' Phat young boss if you don't know me 

Ain't no waitin, Ain't no thinkin 

Nigga you goin have to show me 

[Chorus] 

[Mouse:] 

(Why Why Hmmm) 

B.O. what these niggas mad at me for 

Wound up lookin cry baby like T.O. 

Don't blame me nigga, blame my C-E-O 

He wanna take a trip, To the money Let's G-O 

I got black women, white women, 

Asian & creole 

Pretty face, pretty feet, no corn foot fritos 

See Mouse like cheese so my nick name cheeto 

Fuck a favour, or a hand out, ain't shit free hoe 

I hop up out the chevy, coast wallet full of c-notes 

Your baby momma & her friend wanna have a trio 

When I work that lumber a huh yeah she know 

I beat that pussy up (beat it up)like deebo 

Hold up, damn nigga why you hatin on me tho 

I see it in your face and I can read ya like cleo 

Every everybody know, we don't keep it on the D-Low 

Trill ENT yeah nigga know how we roll 

[Chorus]