You wanna know what the fuck I heard, bitch?
I heard you wanna carbon copy me
Not possible to succeed
Bustin' nigga's kneecaps, 'cause greed is fuckin' wit' weed
Gimme more cheddar than Ellie
No Hillbilly from Beverly
Heavily sedated, still hated and Rated R
You the next victim, and if you flinch you fall
I got that sure shot method Guaranteed to make a nigga pause
Peep the Cars I'm in
Uncountable amount of Benjamin's, Benzes for all my friends
If it don't make dollars, you ain't makin' no fucking sense
Get relentless when it comes to stacking chips and shit
Try to take mine to thy nine be the glory
Unloaded at the end of the story
I'm on top of the world, nigga
Sittin' on top of the world
Sittin' on top of the world
With 50 grand in my hand
Steady puffin on a blunt
Sippin' Hennessy and coke
Gimme what you won't
Sittin' on top of the world
Sittin' on top of the world
With my legs swingin', jewelry jingling baby
Go head baby
Lemme hit you with some real pump, pump
It's the number one contender
So So Def 'memeber known as Brat
Girlfriend offender 'cause they man's think I'm all that
Krystal in my lap, chronic chokin' me
Nigga's hopin' we fall off
But we won't, we don't
All we do is keep fuckin' it up
While all you do is keep lookin' at us
Known evidence is that I dispense hits
And make more house quakes than Prince leavin' motherfuckers dense
One of the baddest bitches on the planet
Act like you know it's the funk bandit dammit, and you can't stand it
You can run, but you can't hide
From this bad mannered individu', AL Gal from the West Side
Hit em up
I can't quick, stick like the bottom of an ostrich
Hung in your pants
Hotness from your bull-shit
And it's written all over your face
You want my space but ain't got what it takes to take my place
Sittin' on top of the world
Sittin' on top of the world
With 50 grand in my hand
Steady puffin on a blunt
Sippin' Hennessy and coke
Gimme what you won't
Sittin' on top of the world
Sittin' on top of the world
With my legs swingin', jewelry jingling baby
Go head baby
Lemme hit you with some real pump, pump
Now best believe I got more Trix up my sleeve
Then that silly rabbit
All daydream about G's and how I gots to have it
Gotta weed habit, but I'm still on point
One of the most wanted to rock off somebody's joint
It be the B-R-A-T, the mind blower
The rough rhyme thrower, motherfuckers can't see
Riding drop top roadsters, fuck all that gold stuff
Only Triangles dangle when I bust
You see, niggas round town called this and that
Said I sound like the Pound and my shit was wack
Dropped the album Funkdafied and they thought it was bold
30 days later, the LP went gold, and I'm
Sittin' on top of the world
Sittin' on top of the world
With 50 grand in my hand
Steady puffin on a blunt
Sippin' Hennessy and coke
Gimme what you won't
Sittin' on top of the world
Sittin' on top of the world
With my legs swingin', jewelry jingling baby
Go head baby
Lemme hit you with some real pump, pump
