[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 bitch or two

Probably both be bisexual, I tell them chill and kick it boo

And never get uncomfortable these waitresses start kissing you

Y'all would call it birthday sex, 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 blockers 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 shit, 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 niggas I did it, look how I came up

Tell em niggas I'm with it, if they bring my name up

Tell em bitches 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 exercise my demons, brought them to the gym with me

Probably why she text me to death like "joe I got a friend with me

And I'd love to eat her out while you on top [?]"

Let's get back to those 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 niggas, [?]

To respect my position gotta respect where a nigga came from

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[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 with an ass 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 shit

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]