T.O.P

[Hook] Lay on your right, the other side Now on your front, we take it to the border Give you the bass, well I'll be your DJ And I won't stop until I hear you say ta-take it to the T.O.P (I know we're going to the) T.O.P (OK, Labrinth) [Verse 1] Handle it, handle it Sure that you can handle it Do you really wanna tell your DJ To go and spin back that shit? Cause you've had a drink Trip to the club was innocent By the end of the night, you're having kids And don't know who the daddy is It's the beat, know what I mean? The kind of shit that will turn ladies into freaks Now when my feet go rocking away I know the girls got something to say, like [Pre-Hook] I feel the love Baby, I feel the love Baby, don't try to run Baby, don't try to run [Hook] [Verse 2] No, don't do drugs Drugs are bad, but need another hit from the beat Pull up And I guess I'm on the floor again But that don't stop me thinking that I need myself some more Some more sticky-icky beats Oh, baby Now this bitch is looking at me And this is what she said [Pre-Hook] [Hook] [Outro x4] Starting over again, starting over again Starting over again, starting over