Announcement

[Intro: Common]

I'm finna take you to the tip-top, baby

I'm finna take you to the tip-top, baby

I'm finna take you to the tip-top, baby

[Chorus: Common]

Everybody, I'd like to announce

Throw your hands up when we in the house

Yeah, this is hip-hop, baby

I'm finna take you to the tip-top, baby

And tell your girl that the tickets is out

And we gonna do this 'til they kickin' us out

'Cause, this is hip-hop, baby

I'm finna take you to the tip-top, baby

[Verse 1: Common]

Live from the south side, this one, hide your gun

Representing Chi Town to the fullest

Raps are bullets, see them rappers? They be duckin'

When Comm be buckin' in the kitchen, fuckin'

On the sink, got my momma a mink

Think Common is the link, thought the game was extinct

Lady, them jeans is as Slim as Shady

Brought them back from the '80s, now, let's make some babies

Freestyle paid off so Lincoln paid me

Now we can push more whips than slavery

Alex Haley of this rap shit, my Roots is deep

You heard The Bitch in Yoo, yeah I know What's Beef?

Let it cook and I pop like grease

You thirsty niggas can't shock my feast, ugh

I still love her, she be needin' the dick

When it comes to hip-hop, it's just Me & My Bitch

[Chorus: Common]

Everybody, I'd like to announce

Throw your hands up when we in the house

Yeah, this is hip-hop, baby

I'm finna take you to the tip-top, baby

And tell your girl that the tickets is out

And we gonna do this 'til they kickin' us out

'Cause, this is hip-hop, baby

I'm finna take you to the tip-top, baby

[Verse 2: Pharrell]

Baby, you're like, "What the-- fuck? There is no other"

Valet crashed my Rolls so quickly I bought another

Sorry, Mr. Williams moved out the building

Spot to the top, 50 feet was the ceiling

(Slow down, son, you're killin' 'em) Well funded it was not gangsta

Came to shitty deals, reminiscing gives me chills

When Puff was with Biggie, Versace on every niggie

The backpacker copped the Porsche and drove through his city

Now, all the little bitties, from ugly to pretty

I was the magician, mesmerize 'em, made 'em listen

My dick is like a blow-pop baby

And it get stiffer than some Botox baby

But show out baby, and show me you gon' act right

And I'll be pedaling backwards like a track bike

She don't know the Casio cost a hundred

It's been two years since I done it, now all the rappers want it

What?

[Chorus: Common]

Everybody, I'd like to announce

Throw your hands up when we in the house

Yeah, this is hip-hop, baby

I'm finna take you to the tip-top, baby

And tell your girl that the tickets is out

And we gonna do this 'til they kickin' us out

'Cause, this is hip-hop, baby

I'm finna take you to the tip-top, baby

[Verse 3: Common]

As I sit back, relax with Chicago on my back

Unzip the backpack, pull out a fifth of 'gnac

I probably go to jail but naw, that ain't me

I style crazy and net like Jay Z

The black Kojak, I Get Money and want more stacks

The rap photographer, the way the flow snap

Broads say, "Are you a philosopher?"

Yeah yeah, I'll philosophize on top of ya

[Chorus: Common]

Everybody, I'd like to announce

Throw your hands up when we in the house

Yeah, this is hip-hop, baby

I'm finna take you to the tip-top, baby

And tell your girl that the tickets is out

And we gonna do this 'til they kickin' us out

'Cause, this is hip-hop, baby

I'm finna take you to the tip-top, baby