Album Name

Never Say Never

Artist

Brandy

Genre

R&B/Soul

Release Date

1998.05.22

Release Agency

Atlantic Records

Top Of The World (Feat. Mase) - Brandy
Brandy Dark Child
Mase get Harlem on the rise
Come on come on come on
come on come on
I went from hellions
into mini mansions
The girls in Aruba
doing belly dancin'
Spent half of my advance
on jars from Branson
To make it
through my circumstances
But you know I'm wiser now
Move like Tarzan now
Got a butter soft cover
just to hide my pound
Got a house
in the valley come
and find me now
Got enough dough
to buy the town
So I might give a six
to my chick
Benz to my mom
Crib so big it look
like the center gone
Give her a couch
just to spill Henney on
And been a don
since lotto's and Benneton
Some people say
that I am not the same girl
They say I think
that I am in my own world
What makes them think
that I have changed
A little dough cannot
erase my problems
Me like you I have
to try and solve them
Yes everything is
quite the same
I'm just trying to be me
Doing what I gotta do
Some people think that I'm
Just sittin' on top of the world
I'm just trying to be me
Proving what I gotta prove
Some people think that I'm
Just sittin' on top of the world
sittin' on top of the world
sittin' on top of the world
sittin' on top of the world
top of the world
top of the world
top of the world
sittin' on top of the world
top of the world
top of the world
top of the world
I wonder why it's often said
that my life's
A fairy tale
and everything is so right
I wish that you could
know the truth
My life is real
so please don't get it twisted
Problems the same
and got to be dealt with
These are the things
I wish you knew
Always in someone's eye
so many questions why
How is it to be down
with me with me
Afraid to express myself
always me and someone else
I need to be free
but it's not that easy
I'm just trying to be me
Doing what I gotta do
Some people think that I'm
Just sittin' on top of the world
I'm just trying to be me
Proving what I gotta prove
Some people think that I'm
Just sittin' on top of the world
sittin' on top of the world
Don't understand why
People think
I don't have friends
Who knew me back when
This was my dream
nothing has changed
I still do the same things
Yo we can cut the truckin' short
If it ain't about cake
I ain't sittin' on top
I want a house on the lake
I'm that snotty nosed cat
wit' a new BM
If you mess wit' Brandy
I got to bruise your chin
I be with Puff
the girls be like
Who's your friend
If I hit a chick once
she probably move me in
So you gotta tell me right now
Either you wit' the cats
who make the hits
Or the one that see the chips
Slow down Mase
you're killing 'em
But don't stop it
What's the use
of buying away
If I'mma have to chop it
I used a leather lady
till I learned her logic
She only mess wit' Mase
no the money ain't no object
If it ain't Cris
he won't pop it
If it ain't platinum wit' ice
he won't rock it
If it don't cost 60
he don't drop it
If it don't come with TV's
he don't cop it
You can stop it
I'm just trying to be me
Doing what I gotta do
Some people think that I'm
Just sittin' on top of the world
I'm just trying to be me
Proving what I gotta prove
Some people think that I'm
Just sittin' on top of the world
sittin' on top of the world
Yeah Brandy
on top the world
Dark Child
on top of the world
Mase be
on top of the world what
Harlem World be
on top of the world
Brandy on top of the world
Dark Child on top of the world
M A Dolla sign E
all over the world
Brandy all over the world
All over the world
All over the world
Yeah yeah yeah
What what
Yeah yeah yeah
what what what