Jackie Boyz Topless Lyrics

{Intro}
(Yeah) (MdL) (Jackie Boyz)
(The real Crystal Crew)
(Topless)
('Round here we be ridin' topless) (Ay)

Chorus:
My car stay Topless
That's how I ride
Beater top down,
chrome on the side
ToplessAnd I'm gonna pull the roof back
Wind blow her hair back, she love to feel that
Topless
New jeans on the calf, fit it on the dash, pocket full of cash
Topless
'Round here we be ridin' topless
My car stay kidded, everywhere I go,
shine like a lamp in it
Candy apple paint, got 'em askin' who is it? |
It's Los if you didn't know the sitch,
I'm winnin', yes I'm winnin'
The shorty gotta have it, got her doin' tricks,
just call me the rabbit
Matter of fact I'm fine, you can call me Aladdin
A hundred haters in the parking lot sayin'
"d___ it" They all sayin' "d___ it"

| Little mama what's goin' on? | Hop in the front seat, shorty crank that A/C | (If you like it) |
| You already know it's on | (I lay the top back) |

Chorus:
| My car stay | Topless | (Yeah) | That's how I ride | Beater top down, chrome on the side |
| Topless | (Yeah) | And I'm gonna pull the roof back | Wind blow her hair back, she love to feel that |
| Topless | (Yeah) | New jeans on the calf, fit it on the dash, pocket full of cash |
| Topless | 'Round here we be ridin' topless |

| My money stay longer | I ain't Kanye, but homie I'm stronger |
| Freeway stuntin' call me Speedracer | I ain't no alcoholic, but shorty my chaser | Shorty my chaser |
| My Chevy is a monster, (monster) | 24's sit on that Impala, (Impala) | Gorillas on the creek |
| But I'm King Kong with bananas on the seat | (But I'm King Kong with bananas on the seat) | (Ay) |

| Little mama what's goin' on? | Hop in the front seat, shorty crank that A/C | (If you like it) |
| You already know it's on | (I lay the top back) |

Chorus:
| My car stay | Topless | (Yeah) | That's how I ride | Beater top down, chrome on the side |
| Topless | (Yeah) | And I'm gonna pull the roof back | Wind blow her hair back, she love to feel that |
| Topless | (Yeah) | New jeans on the calf, fit it on the dash, pocket full of cash |
| Topless | 'Round here we be ridin' topless |

| (Whoo) | (Soulja) |

{Soulja Boy}
| Topless like Ferrari | Smooth like Bacardi | Take off your top like a Spring Bling party |
| Get money like 50, Fat Joe "Make It Rain" | On the freeway "Rush Hour 3" in the lane | (In the lane) |
| Big wheels, pick a number like Rolette | So fresh that you ain't gotta take a drug test |
| Apple bottom, shake it, turn it into sauce | T-Pain, Rick Ross, yup I'm the biggest boss |

| Little mama what's goin' on? | Hop in the front seat, shorty crank that A/C | (If you like it) |
| You already know it's on | (I lay the top back) | [The real Crystal Crew] |

Chorus:
| My car stay | Topless | (Yeah) | That's how I ride | Beater top down, chrome on the side |
| Topless | (Yeah) | And I'm gonna pull the roof back | Wind blow her hair back, she love to feel that |
| Topless | (Yeah) | New jeans on the calf, fit it on the dash, pocket full of cash |
| Topless | 'Round here we be ridin' topless |

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