Nas, Eminem, Dr. Dre - Topless lyrics
Nas [Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones] Brooklyn, NYC, U.S. 🇺🇸
Eminem [Marshall Mathers] Detroit, Michigan. U.S. 🇺🇸
Dr. Dre [Andre Romell Young] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Nas, Eminem, Dr. Dre - Topless lyrics]
My motto is live by the bottle
So why is my supply low
Bring in a truckload with a high-low
Stay grounded but I still reach
For the sky though
Ghetto idol I think, but what do I know
Shit I know a lot more than I should
The hood stood by me just
Like I thought it would
Don't act like I'm Hollywood
When I probably could
I don't polly, Mohammed Ali of rap
I don't lolly gag
West Coast, the home of the body bag
The shotty, the Mag Los Angeles
Where the party at you can catch me anywhere
Where there's Bacardi at
Yeah, andre is back so have a cardiac
Started back with the black
Raiders starter cap gangsta rap
We practically fuckin' started that
Everyday with this game I'm
Gettin' smarter at
Sky's the limit so everytime I get on a track
Guns blaze when I shine nigga wish quick
No startin' I'm the shootin' kind
Front page all the time
You boys think sick but I ain't
Got no roof on mine
I drink topless, I live topless
Like my girl is the game with her titties out
I drink topless, I live topless
Sky’s the limit I’m paid to run the city now
Your skin's your travelin' bag
Of your existence yours is shabby and scab
While mines glistenin'
Vivid on my skin how many
Continents I’ve visit then
You could journey with me to
Different places by listenin'
Shittin' on 'em, ya brother got it covered
We can slug it
Knuckle it however you want I love it
A hustler's wit, the grit the grind
My genetic code make-up, murderer by design
On mayan calendar time when night meets day
I’m in a light grey Bugatti
Like a high-speed chase
Adrenaline like jogger the jump
In rope in place
The Muhammad Ali hobbies no pilates tryna
Keep the ocean by me
Hit a rich man’s wife see what
These hoes can buy me
Lookin' forward but it’s nice to
See the road behind me
Hotel’s a seven star, baguette's glowin'
Keep your lid yet dawg the
Private jet boeing topless
Guns blaze when I shine nigga wish quick
No startin' I'm the shootin' kind
Front page all the time
You boys think sick but I ain't
Got no roof on mine
I drink topless, I live topless
Like my girl is the game with her titties out
I drink topless, I live topless
Sky’s the limit I’m paid to run the city now
So why is my supply low
Bring in a truckload with a high-low
Stay grounded but I still reach
For the sky though
Ghetto idol I think, but what do I know
Shit I know a lot more than I should
The hood stood by me just
Like I thought it would
Don't act like I'm Hollywood
When I probably could
I don't polly, Mohammed Ali of rap
I don't lolly gag
West Coast, the home of the body bag
The shotty, the Mag Los Angeles
Where the party at you can catch me anywhere
Where there's Bacardi at
Yeah, andre is back so have a cardiac
Started back with the black
Raiders starter cap gangsta rap
We practically fuckin' started that
Everyday with this game I'm
Gettin' smarter at
Sky's the limit so everytime I get on a track
Guns blaze when I shine nigga wish quick
No startin' I'm the shootin' kind
Front page all the time
You boys think sick but I ain't
Got no roof on mine
I drink topless, I live topless
Like my girl is the game with her titties out
I drink topless, I live topless
Sky’s the limit I’m paid to run the city now
Your skin's your travelin' bag
Of your existence yours is shabby and scab
While mines glistenin'
Vivid on my skin how many
Continents I’ve visit then
You could journey with me to
Different places by listenin'
Shittin' on 'em, ya brother got it covered
We can slug it
Knuckle it however you want I love it
A hustler's wit, the grit the grind
My genetic code make-up, murderer by design
On mayan calendar time when night meets day
I’m in a light grey Bugatti
Like a high-speed chase
Adrenaline like jogger the jump
In rope in place
The Muhammad Ali hobbies no pilates tryna
Keep the ocean by me
Hit a rich man’s wife see what
These hoes can buy me
Lookin' forward but it’s nice to
See the road behind me
Hotel’s a seven star, baguette's glowin'
Keep your lid yet dawg the
Private jet boeing topless
Guns blaze when I shine nigga wish quick
No startin' I'm the shootin' kind
Front page all the time
You boys think sick but I ain't
Got no roof on mine
I drink topless, I live topless
Like my girl is the game with her titties out
I drink topless, I live topless
Sky’s the limit I’m paid to run the city now