Da Brat - Sittin On Top Of The World Lyrics
You wanna know what the ***** I heard, *****?I heard you wanna carbon copy me,Not possible to succeed.Bustin niggas kneecaps, cuz greed is *****in wit weedGimme more cheddar than ellie,No hillbilly from beverlyHeavely sedated, still hated and rated rYou the next victim, and if you flinch you fallI got that sure shot method guaranteed to make a nigga pause.Peep the cars Im in.Uncountable amount of benjamins, benzes for all my friendsIf it dont make dollars, you aint makin no *****ing senseGet relentless when it comes to stacking chips and shitTry to take mine to thy nine be the gloryUnloaded at the end of the story,Im on top of the world, nigga...Chorus:Sittin on top of the worldSittin on top of the worldWith 50 grand in my handSteady puffin on a bluntSippin hennessy and coke,Gimme what you wont.Sittin on top of the worldSittin on top of the worldWith my legs swingin, jewelry jingling babyGo head baby.Lemme hit you with some real pump pumpIts the number one contenderSo so def memeber known as bratGirlfriend offender cuz they mans think Im all thatKrystal in my lap, chronic chokin meNiggas hopin we fall offBut we wont, we dont.All we do is keep *****in it up.While all you do is keep lookin at us.Known evidence is that I dispense hitsAnd make more house quakes than prince leavin mother *****ers denseOne of the baddest *****es on the planet.Act like you know its the funk bandit dammit, and you cant stand it.You can run, but you cant hideFrom this bad mannered individu-al gal from the west sideHit em up.I cant quick stick like the bottom of an ostrichHung in your pantsHotness from your bull-shitAnd its written all over your faceYou want my space but aint got what it takes to take my place...ChorusNow best believe I got more trix up my sleeveThen that silly rabbitAll day dream about gs and how I gots to have itGotta weed habit, but Im still on point,One of the most wanted to rock off somebodys joint.It be the b-r-a-t, the mind blower,The rough rhyme thrower, mother *****ers cant seeRiding drop top roadsters, ***** all that gold stuffOnly 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 im...Chorus
