作词 : Степан Спесивцев
作曲 : Степан Спесивцев
You want my style?
You want my vibe?
You want my way?
But this ain’t hype
You talk behind
I speak up front
You set your traps
I will rise to the top
You want my style?
You want my vibe?
You want my way?
But this ain’t hype
You talk behind
I speak up front
You set your traps
I will rise to the top
Don’t lie to yourself
I’m in your head
You copy my moves
But I’m ahead
I’m at the top (Yeah-yeah)
I’m at the top (Yeah-yeah)
I’m at the top (Yeah-yeah)
I’m at the top (Yeah-yeah)
While you’re ****ing those hoes
I’m here tearing up the club
You’ll never be like me
I’m at the top, and only me!
(Only me)
(Only me)
(Only me)
(Only me)
(Only me)
You want my style?
You want my vibe?
You want my way?
But this ain’t hype
You talk behind
I speak up front
You set your traps
I will rise to the top
You want my style?
You want my vibe?
You want my way?
But this ain’t hype
You talk behind
I speak up front
You set your traps
I will rise to the top
Boy, your girls ain’t sexy at all
Even bums from China wouldn’t want them
Me and my crew will tear this place apart
While you go cry to your mom
While you’re ****ing those hoes
I’m here tearing up the club
You’ll never be like me
I’m at the top, and only me!
(Only me)
(Only me)
(Only me)
(Only me)
(Only me)
You want my style?
You want my vibe?
You want my way?
But this ain’t hype
You talk behind
I speak up front
You set your traps
I will rise to the top
You want my style?
You want my vibe?
You want my way?
But this ain’t hype
You talk behind
I speak up front
You set your traps
I will rise to the top
作词 : Степан Спесивцев
作曲 : Степан Спесивцев
You want my style?
You want my vibe?
You want my way?
But this ain’t hype
You talk behind
I speak up front
You set your traps
I will rise to the top
You want my style?
You want my vibe?
You want my way?
But this ain’t hype
You talk behind
I speak up front
You set your traps
I will rise to the top
Don’t lie to yourself
I’m in your head
You copy my moves
But I’m ahead
I’m at the top (Yeah-yeah)
I’m at the top (Yeah-yeah)
I’m at the top (Yeah-yeah)
I’m at the top (Yeah-yeah)
While you’re ****ing those hoes
I’m here tearing up the club
You’ll never be like me
I’m at the top, and only me!
(Only me)
(Only me)
(Only me)
(Only me)
(Only me)
You want my style?
You want my vibe?
You want my way?
But this ain’t hype
You talk behind
I speak up front
You set your traps
I will rise to the top
You want my style?
You want my vibe?
You want my way?
But this ain’t hype
You talk behind
I speak up front
You set your traps
I will rise to the top
Boy, your girls ain’t sexy at all
Even bums from China wouldn’t want them
Me and my crew will tear this place apart
While you go cry to your mom
While you’re ****ing those hoes
I’m here tearing up the club
You’ll never be like me
I’m at the top, and only me!
(Only me)
(Only me)
(Only me)
(Only me)
(Only me)
You want my style?
You want my vibe?
You want my way?
But this ain’t hype
You talk behind
I speak up front
You set your traps
I will rise to the top
You want my style?
You want my vibe?
You want my way?
But this ain’t hype
You talk behind
I speak up front
You set your traps
I will rise to the top