Novikov lyrics

[Intro]
Mm, ayy
Mm, ayy
Uh

[Verse 1]
Been bad, I ain't gotta adjust (Uh)
Boss chick, hood b*tch, they be loving us (Ooh)
And them haters stay mad, I'ma give 'em dust (Ooh)
I don't give a f*ck, yeah, you know what's up (Yeah)
You know real n*ggas glance when we in the dance (Uh)
Your baby daddy want my number, he ain't got a chance (Nah)
The way I arch that back, got him in a trance (Yeah)
Thick gyal, strong stance
All my b*tches on top, got cake by the pound (Ooh)
Talkin' like they're on smoke, in the flesh, not a sound (Ooh)
How that waist so small and that arse so round? (Uh)
When we step up in the spot, make a n*gga bow down (Bow down)
Wrist on drown (Ooh), bad and I'm brown (Ooh)
Gimme my crown, I ain't got no bounds (Ooh)
Six years deep, man, I built it from the ground
Know they didn't feel me then, well I bet they feel me now

[Chorus]
They already know we on top (We on top)
And that sh*t don't ever stop (Never stop)
Took a n*gga out to Novikov
Then I took him home just to eat the box (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
They already know we on top (We on top)
And that sh*t don't ever stop (Never stop)
Took a n*gga out to Novikov
Then I took him home...