47Shawnn, Tropi Holic - Can't Be Knocked Off lyrics

Damn, Damn, Damn fortyyy

Can’t be knocked off nigga I’m the Top Dawg
Bitch, I’m the big boss pockets on Rick Ross
Bitch, got my dick, in her mouth
Like she floss teeth
I don’t give a fuck,  you’re a day
Nigga too weak (week)
I don’t gotta speak
Niggas trynna get my technique
Bitches call me chance
When they be looking at my photo
Switch it up
They got him on the rhythm and the flow show
Put him on a tee, we turn a opp into a logo

Fuck her in the backseat
Nigga I’m the black sheep this right here
Is some shit that you can’t keep
Why tote guns? When the gang roll six deep
Problem with a nigga?
Make a nigga go six feet
I need love, feel like L-L Cool J
Talk, to her nice
Just to get into thе Coochie
Set it off, in this bitch
Like my namе Boosie
Left foot slide, make him dance like Toosie
Right foot creep
Now I’m feeling like Youngboy
I can take her heart
And I can play it like a Gameboy (Hold on)
Niggas wanna talk shit kids see ghosts
Guess a nigga got a sixth sense
Kids see ghost guess I’m Billy and you Mandy
Savage ass nigga, got me feeling like Randy
Damn, I just snapped
Niggas just hating, when they
Say I can’t rap, hm

(Damn, Damn, yuh)

Can’t be knocked off nigga I’m the Top Dawg
Bitch, I’m the big boss pockets on Rick Ross
Bitch, got my dick, in her mouth
Like she floss teeth
I don’t give a fuck, you’re a day
Nigga too weak (week)
I don’t gotta speak
Niggas trynna get my technique
Bitches call me chance
When they be looking at my photo
Switch it up
They got him on the rhythm and the flow show
Put him on a tee, we turn a opp into a logo

Talk to me, Ralph Lauren i’m rocking Polo
Race tires, my foreign yeah bro they Toyo
She date a bum nigga, she date a hobo
Bounce on my dick like a muhfuckin’ pogo
She don’t wanna tell him
So we keep it on the low low
Bitch i’m so famous she wan’ take some photos
Uh, Polaroid me in a lotus
I’m higher than Brad Pitt
I’m higher than Yoda
I’m mixing cough syrup with my favorite soda
I’m fucking this pretty bitch in her Toyota
She text me one day, told me she doing yoga
Wants me to pull up and fuck her on the sofa
These niggas is snakes
Know a couple of Cobras
Got so high now I think i’m in a coma
Nigga told me that he furious
I don’t care, I drive my car fast and furious
I cannot take you too serious
Ask anybody and they will
All say i’m delirious
Can’t be knocked off, nigga we the top dogs
Pull up with the choppa and that
Nigga try to run off getting hella money
I don’t even have a fucking job
Fuck that girl, break her heart
I can’t fall in love with broads
You must be crazy if you think i’m not a god
Just dropped an album think
I deserve and applause ice on my chest
I don’t think it’ll ever thaw
Out ran a bunch of cops
Cause nigga fuck the law
I gotta go to court cause I said
"fuck the law"
Race me, I added some mods on my fucking car
Phone blowing up, thirty missed calls
Whoops that’s yo bitch?
I beat down her walls

(Damn, Damn, yuh)

Can’t be knocked off nigga I’m the Top Dawg
Bitch, I’m the big boss pockets on Rick Ross
Bitch, got my dick, in her mouth
Like she floss teeth
I don’t give a fuck, you’re a day
Nigga too weak (week)
I don’t gotta speak
Niggas trynna get my technique
Bitches call me chance
When they be looking at my photo
Switch it up
They got him on the rhythm and the flow show
Put him on a tee, we turn a opp into a logo