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Goldie

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  • Uh, uh, I said it must be, cause a ***** got dough
    Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold
    Hoes at my shows they be strippin’ off they clothes
    And them college girls write a ***** name on they toes
    ****** talk **** ’til they get lockjaw

    Chrome to ya dome ’til ya get glockjaw

    Party like a cowboy or a rockstar
    Everybody play the tough guy ’til **** pop off
    Let’s take it to the basics
    You in the midst the greatness
    My Martin was a Maison, rocked Margiela with no laces
    Cristal go by the cases, wait hold up that was racist
    I would prefer the Aces, ain’t no different when you taste it
    A 40 ounce to chase it, that’s just an understatement
    I’m early to the party but my ‘Rari is the latest
    Somehow it seems girls in they late teens
    Remind me your favorite jeans cause they naked cause you famous
    Life’s a ************ ain’t it? These other rappers aimless

    So tell me what your name is I’mma tell it to my stainless
    You aim it for you bang it let that banger leave you brainless

    It’s just me, myself, and I and ************* that I came with
    Miscellaneous ****** wanna hate on me
    Until I tell them to they face they ain’t no G
    Low key, ****** mad cause I’m smooth puffin’ zig zag
    Tell ‘em quit the riff raff *******’ with yo ***** ass
    [Hook]

    Yes I’m the ****, tell me do it stink?
    It feel good wakin’ up to money in the bank
    Three model *******, ******* on the sink
    And I’m so ’bout it ’bout it I might roll up in a tank
    Cause my chain came from Cuba, got a lock up on the link
    And them red bottom loafers just to compliment the mink

    Eyes chink, rollin’ up that dank, blowin’ on that stank
    Whatchu mean? Tell me what you drink, I’m on that kissing pink
    You could call me Billy Gates, got a crib in every state
    Man on the moon, got a condo out in space
    Open up your legs, tell me how it taste
    And them ****** talkin’ **** so tell them “tell it to my face”
    Tell that *****, hop up on my ****, rolled up on her quick
    In a six, told her suck the ****, motorboat her tits
    I’m the ****, ****** mad cause I’m smooth puffin’ zig zags
    Tell ‘em quit the riff raff *******’ with yo ***** ass
    [Hook]
  • [00:01.85]Uh, uh, I said it must be, cause a ***** got dough
    [00:06.60]Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold
    [00:09.15]Hoes at my shows they be strippin’ off they clothes
    [00:11.99]And them college girls write a ***** name on they toes
    [00:15.06]****** talk **** ’til they get lockjaw
    [00:16.87]
    [00:18.07]Chrome to ya dome ’til ya get glockjaw
    [00:19.94]
    [00:20.89]Party like a cowboy or a rockstar
    [00:23.65]Everybody play the tough guy ’til **** pop off
    [00:26.61]Let’s take it to the basics
    [00:28.11]You in the midst the greatness
    [00:29.55]My Martin was a Maison, rocked Margiela with no laces
    [00:32.49]Cristal go by the cases, wait hold up that was racist
    [00:34.96]I would prefer the Aces, ain’t no different when you taste it
    [00:38.26]A 40 ounce to chase it, that’s just an understatement
    [00:41.14]I’m early to the party but my ‘Rari is the latest
    [00:44.29]Somehow it seems girls in they late teens
    [00:47.02]Remind me your favorite jeans cause they naked cause you famous
    [00:49.93]Life’s a ************ ain’t it? These other rappers aimless
    [00:52.18]
    [00:52.97]So tell me what your name is I’mma tell it to my stainless
    [00:55.91]You aim it for you bang it let that banger leave you brainless
    [00:58.28]
    [00:58.84]It’s just me, myself, and I and ************* that I came with
    [01:01.94]Miscellaneous ****** wanna hate on me
    [01:04.70]Until I tell them to they face they ain’t no G
    [01:07.40]Low key, ****** mad cause I’m smooth puffin’ zig zag
    [01:10.83]Tell ‘em quit the riff raff *******’ with yo ***** ass
    [01:13.58][Hook]
    [01:28.01]
    [01:37.15]Yes I’m the ****, tell me do it stink?
    [01:39.78]It feel good wakin’ up to money in the bank
    [01:42.78]Three model *******, ******* on the sink
    [01:45.35]And I’m so ’bout it ’bout it I might roll up in a tank
    [01:48.35]Cause my chain came from Cuba, got a lock up on the link
    [01:51.22]And them red bottom loafers just to compliment the mink
    [01:53.60]
    [01:54.26]Eyes chink, rollin’ up that dank, blowin’ on that stank
    [01:57.09]Whatchu mean? Tell me what you drink, I’m on that kissing pink
    [01:59.96]You could call me Billy Gates, got a crib in every state
    [02:03.09]Man on the moon, got a condo out in space
    [02:05.90]Open up your legs, tell me how it taste
    [02:08.96]And them ****** talkin’ **** so tell them “tell it to my face”
    [02:12.02]Tell that *****, hop up on my ****, rolled up on her quick
    [02:14.72]In a six, told her suck the ****, motorboat her tits
    [02:17.60]I’m the ****, ****** mad cause I’m smooth puffin’ zig zags
    [02:20.80]Tell ‘em quit the riff raff *******’ with yo ***** ass
    [02:23.68][Hook]