Brandy,

Dark Child

Mase get Harlem

on the rise

Come on, come on,

come on, come on,

come on

I went from

Helly Hansen

to 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, yeah

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 got to do

Some people think

that I'm just sittin'

on top of the world

I'm just trying

to be me, proving

what I've got to 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

Top of the world,

top of the world,

top of the world

Yeah, 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, yeah

My life is real so please

don't get it twisted

Problem's the same and

got to be dealt with

These are the things

I wish you knew, oh

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 got to do

Some people think

that I'm just sittin'

on top of the world

I'm just trying

to be me, proving

what I've got to 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

But 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'm a 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 TVs

he don't cop it

You can stop it

I'm just trying to be me

doing what I got to do

Some people think

that I'm just sittin'

on top of the world

I'm just trying

to be me, proving

what I've got to prove

Some people think

that I'm just sittin' on

top of the world

Sittin' on top

of the world

Yeah, Brandy on

top of 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-Dollar sign-E

all over the world

Brandy, all over the

world