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Da Brat - Sittin' on Top of the World (1996) - With Song Lyrics, Video and Free MP3 Download.


  Da Brat ~ "Sittin' on Top of the World"  








Year: 1996
RecordLabel: So So Def 78427
ChartPosition: R&B #18, US #30
Writtenby: Jermaine Dupri, Da Brat (as Shawntae Harris) and Rick James
Album: Anuthatantrum





Sittin` on top of the world
Huh, I done heard this shit
You wanna know what the fuck I heard bitch?

I heard you wanna carbon copy me, not possible to succeed
Bustin` niggas knee caps, `cause greed is fuckin` with weed
Give me 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 the 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 fuckin` sense
Get relentless when it comes to stackin` 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 fifty grand in my hand, steady puffin` on a blunt
Sippin` Hennessey and Coke, givin` ya what you want
Sittin` on top of the world, sittin` on top of the world
With my legs swinging, jewelry jinglin` baby
Go ahead baby, let me hit ya with some real pump, pump

It`s the number one contender, so so def member known as Brat
Girlfriend offender because the mans think I`m all that
Crystal in my lap, chronic chokin` me
Niggas 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` muthafuckas 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 individual
Gal from the West side, hit `em up

I came quick, stick like the bottom of some ostrich
Holdin` your fans hostage from your bullshit
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 fifty grand in my hand, steady puffin` on a blunt
Sippin` Hennessey and Coke, givin` ya what you want
Sittin` on top of the world, sittin` on top of the world
With my legs swinging, jewelry jinglin` baby
Go ahead baby, let me hit ya with some real pump, pump

Now best believe, I got more tricks up my sleeve than that silly rabbit
All day dream about cheese and how I gots to have it
Got a weed habit, but I`m still on point
One of the most wanted to rock off somebody`s joints

It be the B R A T, the mind blower, the rough rhyme thrower
Muthafuckas can`t see, ridin` drop top roadsters
Fuck all that gold stuff, only triangles dangle when I bust

You see, niggas round town talked this and that
Said I sound like the pound and my shit was wack
Dropped the album Funkdafied and you thought it was bold
But thirty days later the LP went gold

Sittin` on top of the world, sittin` on top of the world
With fifty grand in my hand, steady puffin` on a blunt
Sippin` Hennessey and Coke, givin` ya what you want
Sittin` on top of the world, sittin` on top of the world
With my legs swinging, jewelry jinglin` baby
Go ahead baby, let me hit ya with some real pump, pump

Sitting
Ohh ya
Sitting
Down wit` my girl



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