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B.o.b.

Genres: Hip-Hop

On Top Of The World Lyrics - B.o.b.

I used to dream (I used to dream), oh woah 

About the money and the cars and girls (and the girls) 

But now I sing (now I sing), oh woah 

Because I'm sitting on top of the world (the whole world) 

And now I sing, sing, sing, sing, 'cause I'm sitting on top of the world 

And now I sing, sing, sing, sing, 'cause I'm sitting on top of the world 

 

Man I remember, before I say that, wait, let me issue this statement 

No way should reflection be mistaken for glorification 

Now, I remember so vivid, me and my niggas was living 

Sub-standard condition, still handling business 

Still laughing and tripping, still having the bitches 

I'm rapping now, reminiscing, and God damn it, we did it 

From trapping, standing, and pitching with rich, we stand in the kitchen 

Splitting it eight ways, flipping it eight days 

Thought that while in a room it was just the way to behave 

Kept the weight and the yey for most the paper we made in all dimes 

I aint lying, the pleasure was all mine 

Have big work to move, but we served the small time 

I always outshined the niggas with small minds 

Who would of thought we would be arguably the greatest of all time? 

Around here, we developed such a sound down here 

But duplicate it off the steel, it can only be found here 

Only listen to G's, that other shit I don't hear 

Shit, they so far in the rear, why would I even care 

I'm too busy being a player, staring at niggas careers 

But talk about it for years and now we finally here 

 

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I used to dream (I used to dream), oh woah 

About the money and the cars and girls (and the girls) 

But now I sing (now I sing), oh woah 

Because I'm sitting on top of the world (the whole world) 

And now I sing, sing, sing, sing, 'cause I'm sitting on top of the world 

And now I sing, sing, sing, sing, 'cause I'm sitting on top of the world 

 

They say what goes up must come down, but I ain't reached my cruising altitude 

Take a look at what I did, but can you imagine what I'm about to do? 

The places I'm bout to go, and the money I'm bout to see 

Gave Bill Gates some binoculars and said "look out for me!" 

Exceeded expectations, even at Def Jam 

Cause I married the streets and Atlanta has been my best man 

My momma quit her job and now she works with six figures 

Cause I'm a self-made, nappy-headed, rich nigga 

Private planes help me travel in peace 

To four cities in one day and four countries in one week 

Cause I work for myself and no one else cause I'm too smart to 

Put one of my partners right through culinary art school 

Now he my personal chef, so that bread he get it 

Put them all in houses, cleaned up all of my friends credit 

And now they witness all the glitz and the glamor 

Catch us eating at straits Atlanta with women with table manners 

Order in Singapore and lobster 

Celebrating coming from nothing to winning Grammys and rappers winning Oscars 

And they say rappers shouldn't act nah suckers 

We see Samuel Jackson like what's up mother fucker?! 

 

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I used to dream (I used to dream), oh woah 

About the money and the cars and girls (and the girls) 

But now I sing (now I sing), oh woah 

Because I'm sitting on top of the world (the whole world) 

And now I sing, sing, sing, sing, 'cause I'm sitting on top of the world 

And now I sing, sing, sing, sing, 'cause I'm sitting on top of the world 

 

I know them haters don't stop plotting and wish you would fall 

Cause I'm standing on top looking down at it all 

I see you down there to y'all, it seems like I got it all 

Homie I ain't get enough, I'm still trying to triple up 

It's why we got StreetCred and a cool building up 

Say I'm doing too much, shit, I say I ain't did enough 

Remember saying "Damn, if I could just get to a million plus" 

And now I'm like "Shit, what the fuck is a million bucks?" 

Triple that on my bun thanks to bigs and run 

But nevermind what I've been through, just look at what I become 

All the shit I've avoided, what I done for my sons 

And daughters, and momma, just call her 

I sold dope and dropped out of school seems its all they can see 

They don't notice none of my family did that since me 

I broke that cycle, now my family live a life of 

Mandatory minimals, but not when the judge sentence them 

Cousins in college, where you think they get tuition from? 

Jeffrey standing around wishing huh 

And while you standing around looking dumb 

I make it happen, taking action over time, got damn good at it 

 

I used to dream (I used to dream), oh woah 

About the money and the cars and girls (and the girls) 

But now I sing (now I sing), oh woah 

Because I'm sitting on top of the world (the whole world) 

And now I sing, sing, sing, sing, 'cause I'm sitting on top of the world 

And now I sing, sing, sing, sing, 'cause I'm sitting on top of the world 

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