GOLD
Yayo The Man
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Gold all on my wrist Gold all on ma neck Gold all in my teeth Gold all in my pockeeet Gold all onn my wrist Gold all on ma neck Gold all in my teeth Gold all in my pocket They say the truth is so bitter I drank me a whole bottle Still i ain't spit it out I have been rapping and trapping A studio assassin But still I ain't packing I grew up with brothers and sisters Cousins and preachers Distant lovers F*ck all the plug talk Where the lump sums I just need some Ma nigga handle your bidness Don't try to finish my sentence My life is a perfect attendance That's why I deserve all these medals Oyedepo flow I'm a winner I'm busy I'm whipping my dinner I'm standing right next to God Forgive me I know I'm a sinner I know I'm a sinner yea Gold I touch it i turn it to Gold My wrist and my neck is on Gold I Hustle all day for the Gold yeaaa Gold I flip it and sell it for Gold The things imma do for the Gold All The shit imma do for the Gold Yeaaa Gold I touch it i turn it to Gold My wrist and my neck is on Gold I Hustle all day for the Gold yeaaa Gold I flip it and sell it for Gold The things imma do for the Gold All The shit imma do for the Gold Yea I gat the world in my pocket Aim for the moon with a rocket All of this drip like a faucet I cut niggas off like I'm offset I don't be around anybody that talk About drugs Or they catching a body My life is the product of all my decisions And that's why I'm moving so godly Back to back with all the bangers If you want it then I got it I'm not into all of that new shit Bullshit Miss me I doubt it These niggas can't recognize How I keep killing shit twice I put ma city on the map Kubville Hollywood rappers they act F*ck all the stories they told Snitch and I'm snatching your soul I'm Riding round with my woes I don't f*ck around with these hoes And if you ain't playing I'm ghost Na brag I dey brag no be boast Na your kele i dey toast Na who Na your kele I dey toast Na she I dey toast Yea Gold I touch it i turn it to Gold My wrist and my neck is on Gold I Hustle all day for the Gold yeaaa Gold I flip it and sell it for Gold The things imma do for the Gold All The shit imma do for the Gold Yeaa Gold I touch it i turn it to Gold My wrist and my neck is on Gold I Hustle all day for the Gold yeaaa Gold I flip it and sell it for Gold The things imma do for the Gold All The shit imma do for the Gold Yea I got the world in my pocket Shoot for the moon with a rocket All of this gold in my pocket Shoot for the stars imma catch it Shoot for the stars imma catch it I got the world in my pocket.. Ogbeni calm down no dey stress me No dey stress me Yea
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