To the Top
Title | To the Top |
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Artist | Cam’ron |
Album | Purple Haze (Advance) |
Release Date | 2004 |
Description | Samples the theme song to the 80’s sitcom Gimme a Break |
Lyrics | [Intro: Cam'ron & sample] This sounds like a musical I guess it is a musical, Killa "It's time I made it to the top..." Dipset bitch! This is for anybody that had to go out and hustle "It's time I made it to the top..." Had to go out and get they own Never had anybody give them anything Let's do it, "It's time I made it to the top..." C'mon, uh! [Verse 1: Cam'ron & Girl] Why it feel like I'm losing weight? Why I ain't got no money, if I'm moving weight? Fucking with Jorge Up on Broadway, had me in a hallway Come on primo, I ain't got all day This shit he called yay was white like the Aspens I got home, that white was some Aspirin Took the tenement despite what had happened Beat up lieutenants, had fights with the captains Over loot, I kept hammers on the roof And word to grandma I was cute, with my bandana on the boot I realized I wanted cameras on the coupe And I couldn't get that jam, and standing on the stoop This don't move me, money This chicken wing, new kick, cab fare and movie money What about my hair? Don't think your boobies funny But the rest is re-up Next week should do me honey, next week? You know I got to get the block back popping, you know [Chorus: Sample & (Cam'ron)] "It's time I made it to the top..." (I'ma get us right though, trust me baby) "It's time I made it to the top..." (Uh, yo I'm gonna get on a serious grind, for real) "It's time I made it to the top..." (I just need a down chick, you with me ma? You with me?) "It's time I made it to the top..." You might also like[Verse 2: Cam'ron & Girl] Hey yo I don't think it's fair hun, that I wear guns Cop work, hustle hard and can't get your hair done So you with me ma? I'm with you pa Yo, you start the car, I'ma split this cigar Our relationship: throat to penis I know, but Cam's about dough, I mean this I got a spot close to Phoenix I take suggestions, but you can't coach a genius So you with me lady? I'm with you baby Good, I'ma load the eighty 'Cause this flip is crazy, and I'm too wanted But you sell to anybody who want it One gram, two hundred You playing twenty-eight You flip a hundred daily That's seventeen, too Soon you'll understand me I'ma make it ma, yeah, you make it boo I'ma make it pop, you know where I'm taking you Where you taking me? To the top, ma [Chorus: Sample & (Cam'ron)] "It's time I made it to the top..." (I did it this time, look at your boy) "It's time I made it to the top..." (Look at me, ma!) [Verse 3: Cam'ron] So you see I'm on the d-low, mister I will creep your sister To my crib in Jersey, Rio Vista All the wrist got deserved to flow bossy My murder hoes flossy in that Sergio Rossi My squad is the realest, I thank God that you feel us Me and Jim's the real Arnold and Willis We armed in gorillas 'Cause it's Different Strokes on the block, but… |