Wiz Khalifa – Top Down (Audio, Lyrics)

Wiz Khalifa - Top Down (prod. Harry Fraud)

Wiz Khalifa unleashes a new single titled “Top Down”. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download, read the lyrics to the song produced by Harry Fraud.

Wiz Khalifa Top Down
Wiz Khalifa Top Down

It’s Wiz Khalifa season. We’ve been pleasantly bombarded with an overwhelming amount of new Wiz tracks lately. On Friday (July 31), the Taylor Gang leader showed just how “Gah Damn High” he is on his feature on Juicy J’s newly-released single. He was also included on the Road to Fast 9 Mixtape that also found its way to streaming services nine months before the film’s release.

Wiz was doubling down on his Friday releases as he also shared his single”Top Down,” his collaboration with celebrated producer Harry Fraud.

Wiz Khalifa – Top Down (prod. Harry Fraud)

Lyrics

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[Intro]
La música de Harry Fraud

[Chorus]
You havin’ fun (Oh)
If your nigga find out, he gon’ be up to something (Oh, oh)
Put the top down (Oh, oh)
When it get cold, let it up, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh)
We goin’ up, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh)
All these girls, they with us, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh, oh)
And we don’t never stop, ’cause we never get enough

[Verse 1]
Big joint that I fill
New lights on the grill
Go ease on the wheels
Rover, we need skills
I can tell you how it feel
Diamond chain for a pill
Buy the waves for a mil
Ain’t even tryna flex
Some of them niggas want the trophy
I want mind and respect
Rapping these verses
Breaking these purses when it’s time to collect
Don’t even buy just one, we get ’em in sets
Ain’t talkin’ clothes, I’m talking the ice on her neck
I give you a start and make you work for the rest
Make you a boss, have you signing them checks
Checkin’ the books and make sure my papers correct
Look, I done turned you to a threat

[Chorus]
You havin’ fun (Oh)
If your nigga find out, he gon’ be up to something (Oh, oh)
Put the top down (Oh, oh)
When it get cold, let it up, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh)
You’re goin’ up, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh)
All these girls, they with us, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh, oh)
And we don’t never stop, ’cause we never get enough

[Verse 2]
Letting ’em up
Who knew that after years of hard work, the truth would be us
Two girls in the back, let our seats up
Cell phones off, so they can’t reach us
I got an extra one, bitch, keep up
Put the kush in the joint, call it secret stuff
How you a boss and you rollin’ in the cheapest one?
Me and my squad do our job, that’s keepin’ the bleachers filled up
They know way better than to steal from us
They work, so if we take a loss then shit we still get up
They wonder what’s in my garage, if I’m gon’ switch it up
I don’t pull nothing, I make y’all go get some different work
We leave up out here and make all the bitches disappear

[Chorus]
You havin’ fun (Oh)
If your nigga find out, he gon’ be up to something (Oh, oh)
Put the top down (Oh, oh)
When it get cold, let it up, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh)
We goin’ up, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh)
All these girls, they with us, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh, oh)
And we don’t never stop, ’cause we never get enough, yeah

[Outro]
Get enough, get enough
Get enough, get enough

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