100 lyrics for "I want the top top top top top"

Stop don't stop don't stop Giving me things Laughing about it Stop don't stop don't stop I said Walk little walk Small talk big thoughts Gonna tell them all just what I want That street two streets I see you and me Hanging on the empty swings
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Why you want to trip on me Why you want to trip on me Stop trippin' Ooh stop trippin' Yeah stop trippin' Everybody just stop trippin' They say I'm different They don't understand But there's a bigger problem
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I'm all the way up Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up All the way up Shorty what you want? I got what you need Shorty what you want? Shorty what you need? My niggas run the game, we ain't ever leavin' Countin' up this money, we ain't never sleepin'
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Sometimes I feel like a man on fire, Sometimes I feel like a man possessed, Sometimes I want to burn down this crazy town. Don't it make you stop and wonder why? I walk these streets each and every day Trying to find some work just to earn my pay Just to
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(I can't stop loving you) (I can't stop wanting you) It's useless to say I've made up my mind To live in memory of the lonesome times So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday (Dreams of yesterday) Those happy hours that we once knew Tho' long
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Sometimes I feel like a man on fire, Sometimes I feel like a man possessed, Sometimes I want to burn down this crazy town. Don't it make you stop and wonder why? I walk these streets each and every day Trying to find some work just to earn my pay Just to
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Stop don't stop don't stop Giving me things Laughing about it Stop don't stop don't stop I said Walk little walk Small talk big thoughts Gonna tell them all just what I want That street two streets I see you and me Hanging on the empty swings
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I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck I don't give a fuck, live fast die young Get the fuck out my face I cannot feel my face I don't want time, just face Put it all on her face I ain't gonna stop getting high Fuck that, look at me now It's been a
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I still get jealous 'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste That’s why (that’s why) I turn my cheer music up And I’m puffing my chest You can call me obsessed It’s not your fault that they hover I mean no disrespect
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