Top Gone Lyrics – Lil Mosey – Lunay

Top Gone song is from the album Certified Hitmaker. The song is sung by Lil Mosey feat. Lunay. The song’s music is composed by Lil Mosey & penned by Sean Kingston, Piscot, Benjamin Lasnier, Lil Mosey, Lunay. Music Label Mogul Vision, Interscope Records.

Top Gone Song Credits

 

Song Title – Top Gone
Album – Certified Hitmaker
Composer – Lil Mosey
Singer – Lil Mosey feat. Lunay
Lyricist – Sean Kingston, Piscot, Benjamin Lasnier, Lil Mosey, Lunay
Music Label – Mogul Vision, Interscope Records

 

Top Gone Song Lyrics

Baby, don’t you stress, gon’ let a nigga flex, lil’ mama I’ma thumb through it
I know he’s upset ’cause you’re ridin’ in the ‘Vette and the top all gone
I run to him, like next, don’t care who vex, ’cause shawty I’m havin’ fun
I let the hundreds go fast
Shakira hips, they don’t lie

Shawty so bad, yeah she so fine
I ain’t hit one time, had to hit three time
Put her on the first jet, now she say she worldwide
Walking through this money, ayy, it stackin’ knee-high
She’s so bad

Everybody look when we pass
Took her from you, you sad
Put her in her first Maybach, and it’s two door
You ain’t seen this shit before, yeah, it’s fine
You gon’ get used to this life in no time
See what you doin’
I love how you movin’
So I say

Baby, let me feel your body
Flexing like Tom Brady
When I hit, you doggy
I’ve been thinking lately, that when you’re around me
You twerk it like magic
In my Amiris two hundred, haha, yeah

Baby, don’t you stress, gon’ let a nigga flex, lil’ mama I’ma thumb through it
I know he’s upset ’cause you’re ridin’ in the ‘Vette and the top all gone
I run to him, like next, don’t care who vex, ’cause shawty I’m havin’ fun
I let the hundreds go fast
Shakira hips, they don’t lie

Dime por qué ere’ así
Difícil pero mata la liga fácil (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
La última ve’ que le dimo’ al Hennessy
No hicimo’ un hijo, pero casi, casi (Casi, casi)
Y sabe’ que nadie te lo hace así
Despué’ de prender e’ que te llevo al éxtasis (Ah)
Ese culote parece ‘e Brasil (Prr)
Pero e’ de P.R., ‘tá to’ Gucci, ‘tá to’ fancy
Lu-Lu, de rookie los mato, baby, como Kyle Kuz (Uh)
Exclusiva como las Yeezy Boost (Boost)
Cuando me manda los nudes parece una estrella porno en su debut

Y sé que en la oscurida’ yo soy tu luz
Pero entiende que yo vivo en la movie, flow Hollywood
Ante’ mi cielo era gri’, pero ahora e’ baby blue
Pa’ comerno’ no hay excu
Penetrándote me siento Tiger Woods, yeah

Baby, let me feel your body
Flexing like Tom Brady
When I hit, you doggy
I’ve been thinking lately, that when you’re around me
You twerk it like magic
In my Amiris two hundred, haha, yeah

Baby, don’t you stress, gon’ let a nigga flex, lil’ mama I’ma thumb through it
I know he’s upset ’cause you’re ridin’ in the ‘Vette and the top all gone
I run to him, like next, don’t care who vex, ’cause shawty I’m havin’ fun
I let the hundreds go fast
Shakira hips, they don’t lie

Top Gone Video

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