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of the world

The lonesome days
They have gone by
Why should I beg you?
You said good-bye
Now she's gone
I don't worry
Lord, I'm sittin' on top of the world
a superstar drivin' a fancy car till 
I found out the world's not what it seems
Barrooms and pop a tops

For those freckle faced girls are now painted up
smooth as glass, the sun is goin' down
A red seagull's blowin' by makin' one last lap around
Seems like yesterday I was sittin' on top of the world
I'm
[Beanie Sigel]
Holla at me mami! Sigel..

You can catch Mac in the parkin lot, pimpin crazy
S-5, Navy 'Cedes, sittin on 80
That's four dubs, not S-4
view in the world,
Spendin' my days catchin' these rays,
Watchin' coconut covered girls

They keep strollin' by,
And they keep rollin' in,
Like the waves
'Specially when you're sittin' on 20's they get nauseous
Standin' in the Azure with white Air Forces

You can catch me in the parkin' lot
Hollerin'
Sittin' on top of the world 
Sittin' on top of the world 

Remember the times we used to play 
We'd sing and we'd dance all damn day 
But all I
from up above
When you're sittin' on top of the world, man we got everything

we live out here in the country
Where the workin' class do
We've got
had enough, still I can't have enough
Something bout the engine roarin'
Soarin', wind in my face
Top down, take me to another place

[Chorus]
Diamonds
[Snoop]
Whassup nephew?
Sittin' here choppin' game, my nigga Bad Azz
Niggaz get the misconception of us
Cause we so cold at what we do
But I
[Snoop]
Whassup nephew?
Sittin' here choppin' game, my nigga Bad Azz
Niggaz get the misconception of us
Cause we so cold at what we do
But I
on
It seems when I got a bit older, the world got a little bit colder
And I had to learn everything on my own

I think about where I've been and where I
out if he flies
Keep him on autopilot 'cause I can't drive
Room enough for one I tell my homies they can't ride
Unless they sittin on the shoulders but
out if he flies
Keep him on autopilot 'cause I can't drive
Room enough for one I tell my homies they can't ride
Unless they sittin on the shoulders but
to the killer
Chevy sittin' crooked, teeth on Reggie Miller
I'm a motherfuckin' beast, see me in your sleep
Nightmare on any street, swear I will mark any beat
country when I think of Jimmy Dean
Then I get a Reba Mac attack, my appetite's obscene

Whenever this world starts gettin' me down
Holden me back makin'
Sigel

You can catch Mac in the parkin' lot, pimpin' crazy
S-5, Navy 'Cedes, sittin' on 80
That's four dubs, not S-4 dub
Stash box, push Hot Wheel
by the fence of the street
With the sex stalls
So many freaks geeks rats
Cool cats and fat girls
I'm that kid lounging in my own world

Dig daydreaming
the trigger
No mistake for that cake
I'm hitting you and your niggas
Feel the flame when I aim,
For the top of your brain
See the spark and the bang,
with me
I got an old car we drove to the edge of town
We stopped by old man Millers' farm
Just to watch the world spin around

And she moves
I'm watching Kevin Arnold's Wonder Years
Tearfully nostalgic for them days back in '69
When the world was all just me and Paul playing football in
sittin' right by my side all day
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout

It's
Bow Wow

Me
Omarion

Here it comes

L
B
Dub
Gae
T
U
G
Yep!
sittin' right by my side all day
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout

It's
Bow wow

Me
Omarion

Here it comes

L
B
Dub
Gae
T
U
G
Yep!
And the moon cries on the mountains
When it looks down from above
And it sees everything but love

You can win the lottery
Sittin' on top of the world one
world, but what's the cause?
No wonder why these niggas be sounding lost
Rhyming is a memory
The assembly line rap niggas is designed by the enemy
Stop