K!ng Mal!k - Top

I caught her lying to me, saw a lie in the better way
In the gym, getting a massage, that's my piece, that's why I meditate
I found out me and my dog, we was talkin' to the same hoe
I just pull up on her with my dog in a Durango
I been watchin' Martin and now I feel I need a Gina
Mr. and Mrs. Smith lookin' for my Angelina
Can I bring her home if she get out on a play
Get two off one hit, I just made a double play
Passin' hoes like blunts to the woedys
Every time I get a shot, I just swish it like Kobe
Time don't wait on nobody, I put that on a Rollie
Still post it with a shotty, R.I.P. to Lil' Loaded
It ain't no love so when I fall, girl, I hope it's like heaven
Lucky number one, two, three, skip it, go to seven
Probably ain't gon' get married, I can't trust a judge or reverend
Still talkin' to the Lord, givin' thanks for all my blessings
We kings so they love us
They niggas wanna mug us
For the money, I can't wait no more
Fuck my haters up to chop it right up at they throats
Bitches bout to hundreds, and makin' sure I'm straight
Every morning I wake up to some brand new paper
I won't ever stop, I been countin' guap
On the way to the top, all the things I done did
I don't know about bae, I just told her hold me down
And let me hold my weight, but she became a thot
And she done did a lot, she on her way to the guys

Written by:
Denzel Jackson

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