Lyrics On Top of da World - Pete Da Sav

Here I go here I go (ha-ha)
I got the whole wide world in my hand
Rocking out to this beat without a band
Clear cut winner solo bolo I′m the man
Ask me how I'm feeling and I′ll tell you grand (Ahhhh)
I go where I want to go no scary cat
Triple crown like Cabrera, leaving marks like a tat
Hating on my money stacks, o I can't fuck with that
Flow is Presidential on top of the world is where I'm at
My car is too fast to even try to keep up
Cherry pie smoking but I do t get stuck
Like Chuck extra cheese it′s easy getting money
I′m already paid it sticks to me like honey
Don't sweat a punk bitch to me the shit is funny
Barabing Baraboom Nina slugs in your tummy
Last one to laugh always laughs the hardest
A lot of Emcees out there but I plan to go the farthest

I′m on top of the world
Doing what I want to do
I'm on top of the world
Going where I want to go
I′m on top of the world
Making hit after hit
I'm on top of the world
You should know Pete Da Sav′s the shit

I'm in a league of my own, hovering the ozone
New school innovative write songs in my phone
Get down with Protools or Logic always working in a project
Use to live in the PJ's ′til I got a bigger budget
No more bucket whips, my cars are German engineered
My people back in the days see that I′ve persevered
Still keeping it cool, this Sav don't fear
Scared money don′t make money, I must make it clear
I'm unsinkable, while you′re Titanic
Using your lifeline starting to panic
Hehe haha I'm colder than an ocean floor
It′s cut throat out here so I kick down doors
Without a warrant I do as I please
Playa playa keep it movin' I don't freeze
Do it big like Redwood trees tower over shrubs
I′m steaming hot bubbling, hot tub

I′m on top of the world
Doing what I want to do
I'm on top of the world
Going where I want to go
I′m on top of the world
Making hit after hit
I'm on top of the world
You should know Pete Da Sav′s the shit
I'm on top of the world Latino kind of Mac
I′m on top of the world making money by the stacks

Your flow ain't original nice try
You should give it up, swearing that you fly
E for effort 'cause that ain′t no slapper
The same old shit pulled them rhymes out the crapper
Work diligent for mine proof is in the pudding
Spill it out on stage and still keep my footing
Bring it fresh no preservatives yes I′m visionary
Pete Da Sav's well verse you don′t know I'll pop your cherry
Know you can′t get enough, collect all my albums
'Cause this here knocks finally reached stardom
Got that wild still, so I′m on top of the world
She's on my jock I ain't trippin′ off your girl
If she comes with me it′ll be a quickie
I don't save hoes ′cause they start to get clingy
I'm busy making money like Wall Street
Every track I get on it′s a must a bring heat