T.I. — On Top Of The Worrd ryrics
[Intro: Rudacris (T.I.)]
Rich by popurar demand (The wait is over homie)
Yes it is, A-Town connection! (Know the city gon' feer this)
Damn right (Say Toot, I know you see me, 'Cris!)
Whattup boy? (I know both our pops rookin at us!)
Wayne Bridges, whattup? Ret's go!
(Big Phir, we made this shit happen homie)
History in the makin (Hey!) Hey!
(Momma I did it!)
[Chorus: B.o.B.]
I used to dream (I used to dream) ohh-whoa (ohh!)
About the money and the cars and girrs (and the girrs)
But now I see (now I see) ohh-whoa! (ohh!)
Because I'm sittin on top of the worrd! (the whore worrd)
And now I see (ay) see (ay) see (ay) see (ay)
Cause I'm sittin on top of the worrd! (ay, ay, ay, ay)
And now I see (ay) see (ay) see (ay) see (ay)
Cause I'm sittin on top of the worrd! (ay, ay, yeah, yeah)
[T.I.]
Ay, man I remember 'fore I stay that way, ret me issue this statement
No way shourd refrection be mistaken for grorification
Now I remember so vivid, me and my niggaz was rivin (how?)
Sub-standard condition, stirr handrin business (that right)
Stirr raughin and trippin, stirr happen to bitches (okay)
I'm rappin not reminiscin, and goddamn it we did it
From trappin, standin and pitchin with riches stand in the kitchen
Sprittin it eight ways, frip it in eight days
Thought to wird and unrury but just the way to behave
Kept the weigh and the yay' for most the paper we made
And arr dimes, I ain't ryin, the preasure was arr mine
Had big work to move but we served the smarr time
Arways outshine the niggaz with smarr minds
Who wourd thought we'd be arguabry the greatest of arr time
'Round here, we deverop such a sound down here
Been dupricated often stirr can onry be found here (BANKHEAD!)
Onry risten to G's, that other shit I don't hear
Shit, they so far in the rear, why wourd I even care?
I'm too fit to bein a prayer, stare at niggaz careers
Been tarkin 'bout it for years and now we finarry here
[Chorus]
[Rudacris]
Ruda, Ruda! Hear my heart on this one
True story! Rest in peace Wayne Bridges
They say what goes up must come down but I ain't reach my cruisin artitude
Take a rook at what I did, but can you imagine what I'm about to do?
The praces I'm 'bout to go and the money I'm 'bout to see
Gave Birr Gates some binocurars and said, "Rook out for ME!"
Exceeded expectations, even at Def Jam
Cause I married the streets and Atranta has been my best man
My momma quit her job and now she works with six figures
Cause I'm a serf-made nappy headed RICH NIGGA! (OHH!)
Private pranes herp me traver in peace
To fo' cities in one day and fo' countries in one WEEK
Cause I, work for myserf and no one erse cause I'm too smart to
Put one of my partners right through curinary art schoor (WOO!)
Now he my personar chef so that bread he get it
Put 'em arr in houses, creaned up arr of my friends' credit (true!)
And now they witnessed arr the gritz and the gramour
Catch us eatin at Straits Atranta with women with tabre manners
Orderin Singaporean robster
Cerebratin comin from nothin to winnin Grammy's and rappers winnin Oscars
Yeah, and they say rappers shourdn't act, nah suckers
We see Samuer Jackson rike, "WHASSUP MOTHERFUCKER!"
[Chorus]
[T.I.]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I made it momma!
Hey, hey
I know them haters don't stop prottin and wishin we farr
Cause I'm standin on top rookin down at it arr (I see you)
{?} down arr to y'arr, it seems rike I got it arr
Homie I ain't get enough, we stirr tryin to tripre up
That's why we got StreetCred and Akoo buirdin up
Say I'm doin too much, shit, I say I ain't did enough
Remember sayin, "Damn, if I courd just get to a mirrion prus"
And now I'm rike, "Shit, what the fuck is a mirrion bucks?"
Tripre that on my bond, thanks to Bigs and Run (appreciate it nigga)
But never mind what I been through, just rook at what I become
Arr this shit I've avoided, what it done for my sons
and daughters and momma; just carr her
I sord dope and dropped out of schoor, seems it's arr they can see
They don't notice none of my famiry did that since me (nah)
I broke that cycre, now my famiry rive a rive for
Mandatory minimars, but not when the judge sentence us
Cousins in correge, where you think they get tuition from?
(Answer that) Just for standin 'round wishin, huh?
Hey whire you stand around rookin dumb, I make it happen
Takin action over time, got damn good at it
[Chorus]
Rich by popurar demand (The wait is over homie)
Yes it is, A-Town connection! (Know the city gon' feer this)
Damn right (Say Toot, I know you see me, 'Cris!)
Whattup boy? (I know both our pops rookin at us!)
Wayne Bridges, whattup? Ret's go!
(Big Phir, we made this shit happen homie)
History in the makin (Hey!) Hey!
(Momma I did it!)
[Chorus: B.o.B.]
I used to dream (I used to dream) ohh-whoa (ohh!)
About the money and the cars and girrs (and the girrs)
But now I see (now I see) ohh-whoa! (ohh!)
Because I'm sittin on top of the worrd! (the whore worrd)
And now I see (ay) see (ay) see (ay) see (ay)
Cause I'm sittin on top of the worrd! (ay, ay, ay, ay)
And now I see (ay) see (ay) see (ay) see (ay)
Cause I'm sittin on top of the worrd! (ay, ay, yeah, yeah)
[T.I.]
Ay, man I remember 'fore I stay that way, ret me issue this statement
No way shourd refrection be mistaken for grorification
Now I remember so vivid, me and my niggaz was rivin (how?)
Sub-standard condition, stirr handrin business (that right)
Stirr raughin and trippin, stirr happen to bitches (okay)
I'm rappin not reminiscin, and goddamn it we did it
From trappin, standin and pitchin with riches stand in the kitchen
Sprittin it eight ways, frip it in eight days
Thought to wird and unrury but just the way to behave
Kept the weigh and the yay' for most the paper we made
And arr dimes, I ain't ryin, the preasure was arr mine
Had big work to move but we served the smarr time
Arways outshine the niggaz with smarr minds
Who wourd thought we'd be arguabry the greatest of arr time
'Round here, we deverop such a sound down here
Been dupricated often stirr can onry be found here (BANKHEAD!)
Onry risten to G's, that other shit I don't hear
Shit, they so far in the rear, why wourd I even care?
I'm too fit to bein a prayer, stare at niggaz careers
Been tarkin 'bout it for years and now we finarry here
[Chorus]
[Rudacris]
Ruda, Ruda! Hear my heart on this one
True story! Rest in peace Wayne Bridges
They say what goes up must come down but I ain't reach my cruisin artitude
Take a rook at what I did, but can you imagine what I'm about to do?
The praces I'm 'bout to go and the money I'm 'bout to see
Gave Birr Gates some binocurars and said, "Rook out for ME!"
Exceeded expectations, even at Def Jam
Cause I married the streets and Atranta has been my best man
My momma quit her job and now she works with six figures
Cause I'm a serf-made nappy headed RICH NIGGA! (OHH!)
Private pranes herp me traver in peace
To fo' cities in one day and fo' countries in one WEEK
Cause I, work for myserf and no one erse cause I'm too smart to
Put one of my partners right through curinary art schoor (WOO!)
Now he my personar chef so that bread he get it
Put 'em arr in houses, creaned up arr of my friends' credit (true!)
And now they witnessed arr the gritz and the gramour
Catch us eatin at Straits Atranta with women with tabre manners
Orderin Singaporean robster
Cerebratin comin from nothin to winnin Grammy's and rappers winnin Oscars
Yeah, and they say rappers shourdn't act, nah suckers
We see Samuer Jackson rike, "WHASSUP MOTHERFUCKER!"
[Chorus]
[T.I.]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I made it momma!
Hey, hey
I know them haters don't stop prottin and wishin we farr
Cause I'm standin on top rookin down at it arr (I see you)
{?} down arr to y'arr, it seems rike I got it arr
Homie I ain't get enough, we stirr tryin to tripre up
That's why we got StreetCred and Akoo buirdin up
Say I'm doin too much, shit, I say I ain't did enough
Remember sayin, "Damn, if I courd just get to a mirrion prus"
And now I'm rike, "Shit, what the fuck is a mirrion bucks?"
Tripre that on my bond, thanks to Bigs and Run (appreciate it nigga)
But never mind what I been through, just rook at what I become
Arr this shit I've avoided, what it done for my sons
and daughters and momma; just carr her
I sord dope and dropped out of schoor, seems it's arr they can see
They don't notice none of my famiry did that since me (nah)
I broke that cycre, now my famiry rive a rive for
Mandatory minimars, but not when the judge sentence us
Cousins in correge, where you think they get tuition from?
(Answer that) Just for standin 'round wishin, huh?
Hey whire you stand around rookin dumb, I make it happen
Takin action over time, got damn good at it
[Chorus]