• Title:Top Dog
  • Artist:AJ Tracey
  • Album:Flu Game
  • KaraokeRate:1★
  • Languages:en
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    作词 : AJ Tracey
    作曲 : AJ Tracey/Nyge/AOD
    I been on this mission all alone
    Now I'm stuck up in this party with a ting I'm taking home, oh my
    I was just a youngin on my own, I flipped the script
    Made this planet, give a dog a bone, oh!
    I'm the doggy doggy
    I'm the top dog
    Look
    I'm the top dog, nigga, my nuts hang
    Pagans never saying what they said when they buck man
    Used to see the fiends getting high off a Crush can
    Only British kid up in my lane in a Mustang
    Yeah, they wanna get at me
    Dying over jealousy
    I been in my pent
    Repenting off the Hennessy
    And I got enemies
    Linking with my frenemies
    But I stand strong
    When I'm alone like there's ten of me, yeah
    I ain't next to blow
    I promote the peace but my brudda still lets it go
    And my part of London's getting hotter than Mexico
    All I smoke's gas, so my crib like a Texaco
    Check me out
    Silk shirt, this Italian boo
    I'm a Caribbean man eating Italian food
    And lately I been playing tennis, flying all over courts
    I might jet myself to Cuba just to sit with my thoughts
    I got bigger better dreams, living ain't what it seems
    Opposition feeling weak, so they're merging their teams
    I know bruddas with a CBO that's rolling with beams
    And I know girls that pray all day and live at night offa beans
    Look, you know me, fresh whites and a white tee
    If a yattie said I'm not polite, she don't like me
    I had the pretty women scheming tryna spike me
    Now there's no behaviour you could show me that surprise me
    I'm a old soul, baby, I come from the 80's
    This Avirex weighty, my Dickies is navy
    If you wanna see me in the flesh gotta pay me
    The spirit know I got it in my locker like Davies
    Yeah, my flow immaculate, nice with the verb
    I got fans that know my lyrics but they can't say a word
    I'm international, baby, I been cold since teen
    I mean whatever I rap and I rap what I mean
    Neon lights say my name in the West End
    I don't trust a chick who's dropping gems on her best friend
    Show me that you love it, don't put no one above it
    I'll hold her hand outside the block and I'ma kiss her in public
    See this kettle on my wrist, cost an arm and a leg
    My plug was moving hella funny, had to part with a zed
    I was wicked with the whipping, make a rock from powder
    Big bro got Zendaya, I had Jessica Alba
    And I'm a cowboy, west and loose we from
    Gang make it hot, if you spot it, then move along
    Trace, I'm the emperor, I got my groovin' on
    God-gave-me-gift, I ain't planning to use it wrong
    Now I'm down in Knightsbridge, mint in my tea, you know the dilly
    Two gyal on my side, one look hazel and one vanilly
    20-suttin' dating these models and getting silly
    Now I multiply my digits, my numbers all do the shimmy