Top Notch Lyrics
| Song | Top Notch |
| Artist | Kurious |
| Album | A Constipated Monkey |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Kurious the motherfuckin magician with the wand, is (tell 'em) the man, if | |
| I uhh, blow like (BLAOW) | |
| Jizz in your grill, constipated for real | |
| With the shit to fulfill, combined with mad skill | |
| Brew in the freezer, no time for cock-teasers | |
| Asthmatic wheezer gives more props to a skeezer | |
| Why? Simply cause she know what she want | |
| She won't say, "I'm so horny," and then front | |
| When my brain is racin triple time with thoughts of fuckin you, on my mind | |
| You say it's fine, | |
| I find it rather odd | |
| Leave me with my dick mad hard, mentally scarred | |
| Poppin that shit when | |
| I said from the gitty-up | |
| I wanted to slay that ass, lick your titties up | |
| Fakin moves bitch you need to stop | |
| Tell you straight up, cause my notch is top | |
| Chorus: repeat 4 | |
| X "Now I hold my crotch.." | |
| Why the fuck you hold crotch? ".. cause I'm top notch" -> | |
| De La Soul [Kadi] | |
| Mister, Huh | |
| Huh is it all about blunts? | |
| Simulatin ideas, just confusin the drunks | |
| Check this out | |
| I don't get down like that cause me and the magician come with tricks in out hats and pats on the backs is somethin | |
| I don't need when | |
| I realized that it's triggered by the greed in your heart, you can't play me, like a dart | |
| All you wanna see is the progression on the charts | |
| Remarks on your memos, change the numbers on your checks but does it really matter when you girl gives me straight neck? (Straight up baby) | |
| Aww fuck, | |
| I guess you're outta luck | |
| Now you understand? | |
| You're walkin like a duck | |
| The, truth hurts uhh, your girl flirts and | |
| I walk by you, with frustrating smirks | |
| Jerks get played by the tricks of my mind | |
| A call costs a quarter so | |
| I'd never drop a dime | |
| Chorus [Psycho Les] | |
| Ba-ba-BAM! | |
| Smack you in the face with mud | |
| Now look at your grill, fuckin shit got blood on my shirt, back the motherfuck up jerk | |
| It's the wicked, | |
| Psycho Les puttin in work | |
| Nijjas got me flippin right to the other set | |
| I smoke punk niggaz like my name was | |
| Boba Fett | |
| I drop bombs, that land on your moms | |
| I smoke the 808 blizznuts, fuck the tom-toms | |
| Beatnuts, number one sin-ner | |
| Fuckin around with the (???) | |
| Bitch drink one to the head - | |
| BOOM SO WH | |
| EN I POP M | |
| Y DICK, HI | |
| T THE BED! | |
| Suck, on your tits and eat the cake | |
| Stick my dick and filled the bitches like shake | |
| Oooh oooh, nut and check my watch | |
| I gotta be ghost, cause | |
| I'm fuckin top notch | |
| Chorus {*needle drags across record*} | |
| Yo what the fuck you doin? | |
| Why you YO | |
| WHAT'D YOU | |
| STOP THE T | |
| RACK FOR?? | |
| Don't be scared, it's only me, playin.. | |
| AHHHHHHHHH! | |
| WHO IS IT?? [Lucien] | |
| Hey yo here comes the | |
| French flavor | |
| Mad Lucien black, don't sleep on my behavior | |
| I pack a glock then a black bust a cap on a cop if you try to step you get popped | |
| Pops you don't know me, | |
| I'm raw like sushi | |
| Straight from | |
| France so don't play me like a pussy (C'mon, a French gangster) | |
| Aiyyo, how did you figure? | |
| And when I drop shit you say, "Damn that's a French nigga!" | |
| Yo, nigga from | |
| The Woods kept swangin with the | |
| C.M., and yo check out what we brangin [Lucien starts rapping in French] | |
| Je continue, je flambe, vous connaissez ma ligne (Don-key style) - (??) | |
| Eh yo, ta meuf me fait signe | |
| Direction les toilettes | |
| Plus rien ne m'arr阾e | |
| Et je p阾e fait la f阾e | |
| Et coups d't阾es dans ta t阾e | |
| Comme un requin vicieux depuis 82, sacre bleu | |
| Bi鑢e dans l'estomac et de l'herbe dans les yeux (Ahhahahahahaha !!!) | |
| Que ce passe-t-il je titube, c'est bizarrrre.. {*needle drags across record to end song*} |
| Kurious the motherfuckin magician with the wand, is tell ' em the man, if | |
| I uhh, blow like BLAOW | |
| Jizz in your grill, constipated for real | |
| With the shit to fulfill, combined with mad skill | |
| Brew in the freezer, no time for cockteasers | |
| Asthmatic wheezer gives more props to a skeezer | |
| Why? Simply cause she know what she want | |
| She won' t say, " I' m so horny," and then front | |
| When my brain is racin triple time with thoughts of fuckin you, on my mind | |
| You say it' s fine, | |
| I find it rather odd | |
| Leave me with my dick mad hard, mentally scarred | |
| Poppin that shit when | |
| I said from the gittyup | |
| I wanted to slay that ass, lick your titties up | |
| Fakin moves bitch you need to stop | |
| Tell you straight up, cause my notch is top | |
| Chorus: repeat 4 | |
| X " Now I hold my crotch.." | |
| Why the fuck you hold crotch? ".. cause I' m top notch" | |
| De La Soul Kadi | |
| Mister, Huh | |
| Huh is it all about blunts? | |
| Simulatin ideas, just confusin the drunks | |
| Check this out | |
| I don' t get down like that cause me and the magician come with tricks in out hats and pats on the backs is somethin | |
| I don' t need when | |
| I realized that it' s triggered by the greed in your heart, you can' t play me, like a dart | |
| All you wanna see is the progression on the charts | |
| Remarks on your memos, change the numbers on your checks but does it really matter when you girl gives me straight neck? Straight up baby | |
| Aww fuck, | |
| I guess you' re outta luck | |
| Now you understand? | |
| You' re walkin like a duck | |
| The, truth hurts uhh, your girl flirts and | |
| I walk by you, with frustrating smirks | |
| Jerks get played by the tricks of my mind | |
| A call costs a quarter so | |
| I' d never drop a dime | |
| Chorus Psycho Les | |
| BabaBAM! | |
| Smack you in the face with mud | |
| Now look at your grill, fuckin shit got blood on my shirt, back the motherfuck up jerk | |
| It' s the wicked, | |
| Psycho Les puttin in work | |
| Nijjas got me flippin right to the other set | |
| I smoke punk niggaz like my name was | |
| Boba Fett | |
| I drop bombs, that land on your moms | |
| I smoke the 808 blizznuts, fuck the tomtoms | |
| Beatnuts, number one sinner | |
| Fuckin around with the ??? | |
| Bitch drink one to the head | |
| BOOM SO WH | |
| EN I POP M | |
| Y DICK, HI | |
| T THE BED! | |
| Suck, on your tits and eat the cake | |
| Stick my dick and filled the bitches like shake | |
| Oooh oooh, nut and check my watch | |
| I gotta be ghost, cause | |
| I' m fuckin top notch | |
| Chorus needle drags across record | |
| Yo what the fuck you doin? | |
| Why you YO | |
| WHAT' D YOU | |
| STOP THE T | |
| RACK FOR?? | |
| Don' t be scared, it' s only me, playin.. | |
| AHHHHHHHHH! | |
| WHO IS IT?? Lucien | |
| Hey yo here comes the | |
| French flavor | |
| Mad Lucien black, don' t sleep on my behavior | |
| I pack a glock then a black bust a cap on a cop if you try to step you get popped | |
| Pops you don' t know me, | |
| I' m raw like sushi | |
| Straight from | |
| France so don' t play me like a pussy C' mon, a French gangster | |
| Aiyyo, how did you figure? | |
| And when I drop shit you say, " Damn that' s a French nigga!" | |
| Yo, nigga from | |
| The Woods kept swangin with the | |
| C. M., and yo check out what we brangin Lucien starts rapping in French | |
| Je continue, je flambe, vous connaissez ma ligne Donkey style ?? | |
| Eh yo, ta meuf me fait signe | |
| Direction les toilettes | |
| Plus rien ne m' arr ling e | |
| Et je p ling e fait la f ling e | |
| Et coups d' t ling es dans ta t ling e | |
| Comme un requin vicieux depuis 82, sacre bleu | |
| Bi lv e dans l' estomac et de l' herbe dans les yeux Ahhahahahahaha !!! | |
| Que ce passetil je titube, c' est bizarrrre.. needle drags across record to end song |
| Kurious the motherfuckin magician with the wand, is tell ' em the man, if | |
| I uhh, blow like BLAOW | |
| Jizz in your grill, constipated for real | |
| With the shit to fulfill, combined with mad skill | |
| Brew in the freezer, no time for cockteasers | |
| Asthmatic wheezer gives more props to a skeezer | |
| Why? Simply cause she know what she want | |
| She won' t say, " I' m so horny," and then front | |
| When my brain is racin triple time with thoughts of fuckin you, on my mind | |
| You say it' s fine, | |
| I find it rather odd | |
| Leave me with my dick mad hard, mentally scarred | |
| Poppin that shit when | |
| I said from the gittyup | |
| I wanted to slay that ass, lick your titties up | |
| Fakin moves bitch you need to stop | |
| Tell you straight up, cause my notch is top | |
| Chorus: repeat 4 | |
| X " Now I hold my crotch.." | |
| Why the fuck you hold crotch? ".. cause I' m top notch" | |
| De La Soul Kadi | |
| Mister, Huh | |
| Huh is it all about blunts? | |
| Simulatin ideas, just confusin the drunks | |
| Check this out | |
| I don' t get down like that cause me and the magician come with tricks in out hats and pats on the backs is somethin | |
| I don' t need when | |
| I realized that it' s triggered by the greed in your heart, you can' t play me, like a dart | |
| All you wanna see is the progression on the charts | |
| Remarks on your memos, change the numbers on your checks but does it really matter when you girl gives me straight neck? Straight up baby | |
| Aww fuck, | |
| I guess you' re outta luck | |
| Now you understand? | |
| You' re walkin like a duck | |
| The, truth hurts uhh, your girl flirts and | |
| I walk by you, with frustrating smirks | |
| Jerks get played by the tricks of my mind | |
| A call costs a quarter so | |
| I' d never drop a dime | |
| Chorus Psycho Les | |
| BabaBAM! | |
| Smack you in the face with mud | |
| Now look at your grill, fuckin shit got blood on my shirt, back the motherfuck up jerk | |
| It' s the wicked, | |
| Psycho Les puttin in work | |
| Nijjas got me flippin right to the other set | |
| I smoke punk niggaz like my name was | |
| Boba Fett | |
| I drop bombs, that land on your moms | |
| I smoke the 808 blizznuts, fuck the tomtoms | |
| Beatnuts, number one sinner | |
| Fuckin around with the ??? | |
| Bitch drink one to the head | |
| BOOM SO WH | |
| EN I POP M | |
| Y DICK, HI | |
| T THE BED! | |
| Suck, on your tits and eat the cake | |
| Stick my dick and filled the bitches like shake | |
| Oooh oooh, nut and check my watch | |
| I gotta be ghost, cause | |
| I' m fuckin top notch | |
| Chorus needle drags across record | |
| Yo what the fuck you doin? | |
| Why you YO | |
| WHAT' D YOU | |
| STOP THE T | |
| RACK FOR?? | |
| Don' t be scared, it' s only me, playin.. | |
| AHHHHHHHHH! | |
| WHO IS IT?? Lucien | |
| Hey yo here comes the | |
| French flavor | |
| Mad Lucien black, don' t sleep on my behavior | |
| I pack a glock then a black bust a cap on a cop if you try to step you get popped | |
| Pops you don' t know me, | |
| I' m raw like sushi | |
| Straight from | |
| France so don' t play me like a pussy C' mon, a French gangster | |
| Aiyyo, how did you figure? | |
| And when I drop shit you say, " Damn that' s a French nigga!" | |
| Yo, nigga from | |
| The Woods kept swangin with the | |
| C. M., and yo check out what we brangin Lucien starts rapping in French | |
| Je continue, je flambe, vous connaissez ma ligne Donkey style ?? | |
| Eh yo, ta meuf me fait signe | |
| Direction les toilettes | |
| Plus rien ne m' arr lǐng e | |
| Et je p lǐng e fait la f lǐng e | |
| Et coups d' t lǐng es dans ta t lǐng e | |
| Comme un requin vicieux depuis 82, sacre bleu | |
| Bi lǜ e dans l' estomac et de l' herbe dans les yeux Ahhahahahahaha !!! | |
| Que ce passetil je titube, c' est bizarrrre.. needle drags across record to end song |
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