Lyrics:
we're still and quiet
And you look out on the water
And the big ships, and the big boats
Came on sailing by, by, by, by
And you felt so good, and I
Julio and Herradura as the world is running out of Tequila
Tippy toes she a ballerina as I’m tippy toeing with a tutu dancer
Shove my golden pinky up in
mother and sisters
Ever since I got out prison, the system has been revealing
That when you go to prison, you’re locked into that train to hell
And boy
why
People out here droppin dead like flies
I used to see a home boy givin five
Now I say, "Man, you still alive?"
Cold as hell, the town I'm from
gold
No second place we the boys in gold
I got
Money on my mind
And my grind don't stop
I got my bro's on lock
We got a golden touch
We got a golden
bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out
needing more bass since like track number one
Bitch DaHomie for president I'm finna run
Boy them residents tripping they call 911
Spell it out for you
Golden crown shining gave her hand
Golden crown shining gave her hand
Golden crown shining gave her hand
He felt the earth fall on the
Pictured all plainly
named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3,
named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3,
fancy balls
Rejected by society, my downfall
It's not easy being Dutch nobility
When you're rejected, oh woe is me
No more riches, no more spoils
Just me
who can shine
I'm a star boy making light please just call me Doctor Light
Ain't no music major ass but fuck it major music coming out my ass
I fucked
done now
If do lie about the really funky shit I've gone by
But no boy I've gotta watch out
Sorrow is gonna make me fall in love with a porn star
Gotta
Beat the evil like a holy one
You make me feel like the golden one
You make me feel like the golden boy
You make me feel like the golden one
You make
1-800-Iceman... ice ya'self up...
Lac: Cutlass to the Benz, Monte Carlo, Im-pala!
Mannie: DV-to the-DV-to the-DVD, you can HOLLA!
[BABY] (Verse 1:) Fa' sho,
Saw you out there workin, what you workin for?
I'll show you some work, and make you work some more
Everything is golden, I swear whatever you
he sell techs, and he sell D"
The balla by the bar saying
"Everybody drink, the best champagne
It's all on me"
Snitch in the back of the police car
But the old man strongly clung to the wall
Because he was afraid to get out and to fall.
So the spirit touched his heart with its hand.
It took him by
Heat it up like a cook out
When the sun falls
Y'all niggas better look out
Your rap careers over
I put a hook down
Like you better pallow
Ride
or conditions of my porridge
Submission for sedition against the religion of a chorus
Keep them golden weave thieves out the motherfuckin' forest
As I
soul
Resurrected from this hole
Might as well call me The Golden Boy
Golden Boy
Stay hustlin' till I become Golden Boy
Rose above the accident
Like death
falls
Y'all niggas better look out
Your rap careers over
I put a hook down
Like you better pallow
Ride and swerve while my niggas follow
Hoes wobblin
daisy around the crib...
I got the golden mitts , golden mitts...
Verse: I see the hating they got out for cap
Ruffle ya featers
On edge of the map
Flea
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never
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