Kirko Bangz - Top Of The World lyrics

[Verse 1: Joe Budden] You can catch me in a strip club, stacked up, I don't keep 'em visible Won't see a man get thirsty cause I'm known to keep a b**h or two Probably both be bis**ual, I tell them chill and kick it boo And never get uncomfortable these waitresses start kissing you Y'all would call it birthday s**, I call it a ritual If you seen it like me then I already know why y'all be miserable You don't really want no problems, cause those shooters they're hospitable And they gon grab them blockas while you try and keep it physical Pool house or that guest house it don't matter where it goes down Driveway is cobblestone, garage is like a ghost town I ain't even touch 'em yet they feel like they've been hosed down If you real then you gotta respect this sh**, Gs up, hoes down [Hook: Kirko Bangz] I'm chilling on top of the world (top of the world, top of the world) Now you know all about me girl (about me girl, about me girl) Tell them n***as I did it, look how I came up Tell em n***as I'm with it, if they bring my name up Tell em b**hes I'm gone Don't be callin' my phone (phone) if it ain't 'bout the money baby (baby...) [Verse 2: Joe Budden] Hold up, let's get back to my loved ones, those of y'all that been with me Helped me to exorcise my demons, brought them to the gym with me Probably why she text me to d**h like, "Joe, I got a friend wit me And I'd love to eat her out while you on top, putting a limb in me" Let's get back to them things I like, let's get back to that stripper pole Let's get back to her popping that, I ain't even really gotta tip her though It's bonjour while I'm on tour, I mean every night, different show And if you a little bit too sober, just tell me your favorite liquor, ho Wait, tell me your favorite, then lick a ho We them dudes you wanna get to know, cameras up no pictures though Looking for them broke n***as -- don't aim at me, there ain't none To respect my position, gotta respect where a n***a came from [Hook] [Verse 3: Joe Budden] She know I like it when her hair curled, sun dress, little bit of make up on Turnpike, Parkway, either way won't take us long Hit the club, 20 minutes, deuces either way I'm gone Be a fool if I stayed there wit an a** bouncing in my favorite thong I came from nothing like my father was a deadbeat Wasn't for that, I don't know if I'd say success is sweet Top of the world let's let how I sustain maintain my legacy Taking a bit of my soul but won't let it consume the rest of me Now let's get back to this paper though, every day, same sh** Screaming RNS for life, some of y'all don't know that language Living for you, never for them, best way to explain it is I want the most because I had the least, that's why I'm on my game, biotch [Hook]