Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song On Top Of The World , by - Big Tymers. Release date: 31.12.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
On Top Of The World |
| I know you wish you could find a |
| Nigga wit a dick like a anaconda |
| Neighborhood hot boy, super-shiner |
| Pimp, playa, president, Big Tymer, tymer |
| I ride on chrome givin bitches the blues |
| Got the brand new Mo-Moes, twenty inch shoes |
| Every city I go, these hoes know |
| Dick slingin contest after the show |
| Shootin off like a cannon, nuts landin |
| Right up in va-gana, dick still standin |
| Hard like a mack test, mega mess |
| I love it when you walk around showin ya breast |
| Load music got us shinin, drinkin wine |
| Bustin out rubbers like it’s 1999 |
| Diamonds like street lights, racin bikes |
| Candy paint, chromed out, dual pipes |
| I wish I could love every broad the same |
| Have kids all over with my last name |
| Ya’ll niggas don’t think I’m serious, huh |
| Ya’ll think it’s a game |
| But I’m bout the money, the bitches, the cars, and the fame |
| Ball like a dawg (I'm on top of da world) |
| Everybody in the clique, ball like a dawg (We on top of da world) |
| Ya got diamonds round ya neck, ball like a dawg (I'm on top of da world) |
| Ya ride 20 inch flats, ball like a dawg (Top of da world) |
| Aw aw, ball like a dawg, aw aw, ball like a dawg |
| Everyday, all day, ball like a dawg (I'm on top of da world) |
| Everybody in the clique, ball like a dawg (We on top of da world) |
| Ya got diamonds round ya neck, ball like a dawg (I'm on top of da world) |
| Ya ride on 20 inch flats, ball like a dawg (Top of da world) |
| Aw aw, ball like a dawg, aw aw, ball like a dawg |
| Nigga, know me as a big wheeler, nigga call me a car dealer |
| I’m gon' floss 'til the lord steal me |
| I’m gon ball like a dawg, nigga feel me |
| Lamborgini’s bullet proof, nigga you can’t kill me |
| Vacationin at Las Vegas casinoes |
| Wit about 100 G’s worth of c-notes |
| Lookin at all these pretty hoes |
| Gettin beeps from my niggas 'bout some cash flow |
| I gotta head back to the motherfuckin N. O |
| And clique up wit my motherfuckin negroes |
| And tell Stank get the Lexus cruise 4 doors |
| And beep the clique, tell 'em strap we 'bout to roll |
| Go and eat fetticini with the main hoes |
| And where trillionaire earrings how the game go |
| Billionaire status from this fuckin rap flow |
| Tattoed and I’m dealin with them white folks |
| I got a brand new rubber |
| Tell ya bitch I love her |
| Meet me at the hotel so I could shove a |
| Big ass in her back |
| How you luv that? |
| Big dick down in the drawers is what I pack |
| Gold Roleys full of gems |
| Twenty inch rims |
| Big screen TV showin porno films |
| Rover, Jag, and a boat |
| Dinosaur boots wit the motherfuckin matchin coat |
| I’m dynamite like J. J |
| Me and Baby |
| Damn, Damn, Damn is what the bitches say |
| I visit my mama grave 3 days a week |
| I ride Jag drop tops so she can see me |
| She shouts son be all that you can be |
| Stay on ya feet and keep duckin these white sheets |
| And play a different broad 7 days out the week |
| And I’ll be watchin when you be on your all-night creep |
| Or rollin wit ya Rolex bezel on the city streets |
| Or when ya clubbin and ya huntin for a new freak |
| Ridin everyday on chrome and ya packin heat |
| Mama, I know you lookin down on me |
| But I’ma ball 'til I fall, fuck the industry |
| And cash million dollar checks wit my real peeps |
| And I’ma sag Uptown on this battlefield |
| And ain’t gon' let no nigga take no food out my grill |
| And we gon' ball 'til we fall as we keep it real |
| Wit gold choppers, nigga you know the deal |
| Baby (ball like a dawg) |
| Mannie (ball like a dawg) |
| B-Geezy (ball like a dawg) |
| Lil Weezy (ball like a dawg) |
| Juvey (ball like a dawg) |
| Turkey (ball like a dawg) |
| Lil Chilly (ball like a dawg) |
| Stanky (ball like a dawg) |
| Joe Casey (ball like a dawg) |
| The whole family (ball like a dawg) |
| Ball like a dawg, ball like a dawg |