GOLD OUT
• Written by sirius
sirius's Notes
hook start 0:14
verse start 0:42
hook 1:39
2nd verse 2:07
"You hear that?... Thats the sound of my gold clicking."
"F'real"
gold rings
gold cuffs
gold chains
man thats not enough
I'm gold out
I'm gold out
yeah yeah I'm gold out
you know I'm gold out
gold shades
gold cup
gold plane
man thats not enough
gold out
gold out
gold out
F'real I'm gold out
Versace Versace
you know that i got it
now hop in my Audi
or pick the Bugatti
all of these hotties
are touchin my body
they got me excited
to be at my party.
sippin on saki
they all in my lobby.
layin the dick down
you know thats my hobby.
I eat it too sloppy
now call me lil papi.
lick my candy cane
and you will be jolly.
kilo on kilo lay gold on my chest,
the pharaoh's in bed now please let me rest.
I've invested in the vest that lay on her breast.
fuck what you heard i am Phoenix to death.
die in the fire and I'm born from the nest
born in the north wit a (wit a) soul from the west.
too many times that i've been put to the test.
thats food for thought for your mind to ingest.
when i suggest, it is not a request.
like my vocals you nigguhs get compressed.
these shit talkin haters get suppressed,
and become another memory I've repressed.
a nigguh dont stress
im one of the best.
I love it when my new
groupies get obsessed.
writing on flesh.
boobies in mesh,
make me loose my breath,
girls yelling so loud
that I might go deaf.
but I'm way too blessed
and I'm fresh to death.
countin o's on my check
ammunition on deck
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sirius
Member since January 21 2014