Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On Top, artist - P. Diddy. Album song The Saga Continues..., in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 19.04.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bad Boy
Song language: English
On Top |
| I been doin it, coke I been movin it Before you niggas thought of the block I been through with it Keep confusin this music shit, die for some foolishness |
| Frontin like you a hardware usin bitch |
| You hit the block, prolly lose your whip |
| Niggas (yeah) snatch your watch and the rocks out your crucifix |
| Watch (yeah) how we do this shit, (c'mon) Bad Boy 2Kin it (uh huh) |
| So playboy, what type of paper is you playin wit |
| See that Bad Boy on the countdown (on the countdown) |
| Too slow can’t keep up, no, better run (better run) |
| Don’t stop, what we gone too far (yeah) |
| Don’t flop, what we just too large (oh) |
| Let’s get, one thing clear (that's right) |
| Still the same cat who put the flavor in ya ear (c'mon) |
| Still the same cat who let the BIG rock with Tony (yeah) |
| Most wanted successful rap mogul (uh) |
| Still got niggas wilin out on the floor (let's go) |
| Still got the sky-blue drop-toppers on (yeah) |
| Still eat at Justin’s in Sean John velour (that's right) |
| Still humble (c'mon) and still want more (uh) |
| Still hate war, still want peace |
| And I still can’t stand to see blacks beefin |
| y’all still sleepin and we still eatin |
| Still bring that heat, wilin out on the weekends |
| Still happy in black and don’t need a reason (that's right) |
| Still platinum back in London and Sweden (c'mon) |
| Still pack the garden like Adam did Eve n (yeah) |
| I still got rhymes to (yeah) leave your girlfriend freakin |
| Haha Haha Haha Ha (I like that) |
| (Let's go) |
| Aiyo, besides all the money and riches |
| Videos and pictures, slippin, these silly hos will get ya (c'mon) |
| But not me, I’m too cocky |
| I love when the women scream Hey Papi (that's right) |
| I love when a chick leave my crib knock-kneed (c'mon) |
| And I love when a playa-hata try to knock me (yeah) |
| Or cock-block me (yeah) but you can't stop me You come for all you want (yeah) but you (yeah) can't top me Yeah I'm just a B-A-D (c'mon) B-O-Y (that's right |
| ) |
| Son we multiply, nigga we don’t die |
| Niggas frontin like we ain’t fly (say what) |
| But nigga can’t name nothing that we ain’t buy (c'mon) |
| Or we ain’t try, (that's right) or we ain’t drive (yeah) |
| The judge said not guilty and he ain’t lie (he ain’t lie) |
| Niggas need a hit it’s to me they cry (c'mon) |
| So why front like nigga (yeah) P-D ain’t live (yeah) |
| C’mon, man (let's go) |
| We got some, real niggas, real blingas, real money makers |
| No- (Bad Boy baby) Bad Boys on top (we ain’t goin, we ain’t goin) |
| They won’t stop (we ain’t gonna stop) |
| No, we got some, real niggas, real blingas, real money makers |
| No play, Bad Boys on top |
| They won’t stop |