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[Verse 1]
Woke up in a California king
Gold watch, gold chain, gold ring
I know they admire my movements
I been partyin' since Tuesday
Every day

my enemy
Get rid of them cause they too used to stagnant energy
And you can tell them bill collectors to stop blowing up my fucking phone
Imma get rich

by some caps ah
See me shining all my teeth stay gold
Like pony boy motherfucker walk with big bank rolls
Swerving in a Mercedes this ain't no lease I

And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now

Christmas Countdown

Frank Kelly

Christmas Countdown

1996

again 
And the stitches are due to some out in a week or two 
The vet's bill was 8 but the mother is over her annoyance now 
And the doves

Bad Boy On Death Row

Dave East

Kairi Chanel

2016

hanging out the Cutlass letting off shots
Bill Clinton gettin' head, you buggin', you think I'm not

Donald Trump ain't safe on my block, gotcha your

at 12AM to a quiet house
Tip-toeing to the bedroom knowing he'd be up in hours
Yawning himself to sleep, hoping that he won't be woke by cowards
Breaking

Another Day

Berner

Weekend at Bernie's

here
Trying to pay bills in the drought gotta kill again
Never leave the stealing the house never sleep again
'Cause I missed out on so much when I'm

I been paving it, paving it my own way
Clothing stained with some paint but shit it's okay
Got no pay, got no pay to get a gold chain
But I make, but

Why am I so cold
It's time to be bold
Just shoot up the mole
That's how we roll
They wanted parole
We sent them some doles
Im just being gold cause

Real

Kendrick Lamar

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

love red-bottom and gold that say queen
You love hand-bag on the waist of your jean
You love French tip and trip that pay for
You love bank slip that

hanging out the Cutlass letting off shots
Bill Clinton gettin' head, you buggin', you think I'm not

Donald Drumpf ain't safe on my block, gotcha your

the sanctified sinners
Black and white NO black and gold saints
Praying for them dolla dolla bills they gave away
To the man in the Range Rover
Drunk on power got

Blind Mice

Digital Underground

Who Got the Gravy?

1998

anything to be down
Two hundred million blind mice
Running through this town

[Shock-G]
Patty Cake, Patty Cake I heard your man
Wears a gold Rolex and put

From the spades in the dorms my nigga
To the liquor in a house my nigga
Live by the G-Code my nigga
Don't run your mouth don’t fuck my chick or break my

odds got pull, get paid in full
Gold easy record cause you know it's mine
Clean my skeezer with the FU sign
Rapping all the time on the US Mint
Love

Goodie Bag

Goodie Mob

Soul Food

1995

change
Just rib your ass up just to gut your pockets out
I heard Bill put two G's up for some folks
That they found in they house beat up and I don't

of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,

Gold digger
Hoe killer
Soul filler

Gold digger, lied about the love she want a 4 figure 
Hoe killer, coulda done the same but I was no quitter
Soul

I decided I'm not compromising for this shit
Imma die by the words from my lips
Real nigga
Who is this
Worried bout my muthafucking chip
Y'all so

grew up in a small house, as father had to work so long 
And as he dug for coal, one day he could not believe his luck
He struck a gold vein and he

you know how talkin'
On a Sprint feel 40 bang on him
I give him that Shawn Kemp feel
How the dog house in ya backyard got a
Backyard and you strugglin'

as a kids
Back in 1996 I used to idolize Notorious BIG
Wishing I can be BIG Versace on gold watches
Counting bill's Cosby
Pulling up in them horses talking

She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in