Lyrics:
Causing terror to Christina Aguilera
When I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
Beware of this rap terrorist with a therapist
With a hair
Raised off of welfare
Dreams turned to nightmare
But who the hell cares
Who the hell cares
Ever since an itty bitty kiddy
My attitude's been shitty
Get off my ladder, woman
I got to climb up to the top
Get off my ladder, woman
There is nothin that can make me stop
Get out the way, woman
I got
! You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
Get off my ladder, woman
I got to climb up to the top
Get off my ladder, woman
There is nothin that can make me stop
Get out the way, woman
I got
! You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
leave my driveway
Got yo girl tip-toeing on my marble floors
Sitting by the pool, jumping off the diving board
Getting to the money I'mma need a money
feel this
I'm on top and y'all under me
So when it's over if I ain't in the front, atleast I'm gonna be
(By your side)
I love you too much to loose
I'ma shoot it up like a drive-by (drive-by)
Montana been goin' off (off)
Keep your eye on your bitch when we slide by (slide by)
When we slide, when
Sit down by the fire
And I'll tell you a story
To send you away to your bed
Of the things you hear creeping
When everyone's sleeping
And you
FaceTimein' lil' homie Lil' bro probably sleep, it's 1:51 A.M. Say, soon, boy, it be day You be home, shit be okay Can't let em take food off your plate You
your plate,
Always hot and never late;
Top it off with a chocolate cake,
Down at Junior's grill.
It's heaven with a corner booth,
That's
your place just like a seminal
All my niggas they thuggin' my lil' cousin got his chopper chrome
Any nigga want problems take your top off block
so fresh
White top, burnt drop wit' the choppers on deck
It was off, Panda motor on a '94 'Vette
Fish bowl, televisions pimpin' I ain't done yet
I
[Chorus]
I keep telling myself
Man I'm living the good life
(Pharrell)
I'm living the good life
{*2X*}
I'm on top of the world
I'm on top
Northside shorty pull up in a drop top
3 AM with the night back drop
Popping on pills like I pop cough drops
Multi-millionaire all from my laptop
Rich by popular demand
The wait is over homie
Yes it is
A town connect
Know the city gon' feel this
Damn right
Say Toob I know you see me
Say Chris
Get off my ladder, woman
I got to climb up to the top
Get off my ladder, woman
There is nothin that can make me stop
Get out the way, woman
I got
and pickin' up tags off the flo'
Bag full of clothes I remember havin' rocks in the hall
On the corner with the Glock by the balls
Servin' up a jab
Or walk around a fight
And if you ever saw Wes Hardin draw
You know he can skin his gun
He won't say how many tried and died
Up against the top hand
'bout bands (bands, huh?)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (yuh)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch) I don't need her (huh?)
Pull up drop top
the hell else can I do
I wanna slow it all down and watch it roll by
See where the sweet melody falls
I wanna roll off the tempo, lay back and get high
the beat smash off with my top down
Just riding with my top down
We call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
Whatever you call it just drop the top
We call
And it seems like fate has spoken
When it seems your faith has
Broken, by the second, losin' focus
Ain't no way to get off, get off, get off
Get off unless
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