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Lyrics: The Cataracs. Top Of The World.

Boy you know you get me high
Wont you take me for a ride
Tell me where u want to go
Tell me where u want to go

It's the cataracs

Yo, Its that dancefloor - 808
She hit me like a 808
Have you all night, vodka straight
Bottles up, you and me
Me and you, on a trip
All night flight, girl lets dip
Lickin my lips im in the zone
And I cant really say what Im sippin on

But You taste good to me
Girls like you make history
Sure does sound like a hit to me
Now che-e-e-ck out this beat

[CHORUS]

Now, you got it
You got it goin on, goin on, & on &on &on &on
Boy you know you get me high
Wont you take me for a ride
Tell me where u want to go
Tell me where u want to go
Im your bonnie, you're my clyde

I'll be your "ride or die"
Tell me where you want to go
Tell me where you want to go

T-t-t-to the top of the worlddd (x2)

Your daddy must have been a drug dealer (why?)
Cause you dope
You the bonnie to my clyde, Juliet and Romeo
Your daddy must have been a drug dealer (why?)
I don't know, im just saying anything to get me up inside your throat
Is it workin?
Im just playin
Man this bottle got me sayin
I don't ever wanna lose, lose ya right now

[CHORUS]

T-t-t-to the top of the worlddd

Tell me where you want to go (x4)

Where, you wanna, where you wanna go? (x4)

T-t-t-to the top of the worlddd

It's the cataracs