Lyrics:
down to PAT
(Port Arthur, Texas)
Livin' this third coast life made me
I'm up to bat and i'm takin' my swing
Feelin' the funk of an underground king
sunset and start again
Life on the road
Got hours of driving to find what I'm missing
Will you ever find that feeling, that gold coast dreaming
Floating
Allez, Irotso vient d'la Gold Coast
Allez, rallume la, fait gaffe la kush cogne
J'porte un toast
J'lève mon verre de bourgogne
J'fais le signe West
to this ludicrous
Maybe that dog in you really been neutered
It's gruesome out here so I grew a pair, and it shows
Pencil and paper turn lead into gold
classic
We could be stars, we could be rose gold, rose gold
We could be diamonds, we could be an anthem
We could be stars, we could be rose gold, rose gold
to unify both coasts
Many underclothes hangin' on the hoes, since
(Snoop, Slick Rick)
Crushed anyone opposed
(Lot of ladies)
Pop Cristal, toast to all
motherfuckin' money startin' to double up (startin' to double up)
Fuck it, look at how much money startin' to double up (start to double up)
I got rose gold
hole
Remember them nights? Shooter nice, never miss a free throw
Freak hoe da nympho she go low for the bank roll and gold rose on all fours
Pop smoke,
Verse 1:
My name is Dayton, the triple gold killa,
I be the reason for murder to a po black young nigga.
Flow deep on your shit lookin' hella
[Intro: Fabolous]
Uh, Yeah
Walk with me west coast
Yeah, Uh
It's the coast to coast "g" on the check in
Yeah, Uh, Ride, Ride, Ride, Uh.
to unify both coasts
Many underclothes hangin' on the hoes, since
(Snoop, Slick Rick)
Crushed anyone opposed
(Lot of ladies)
Pop Cristal, toast to all
[Intro: Fabolous]
Uh.. Yeah..
Walk with me west coast
Yeah.. Uh..
It's the coast to coast "g" on the check in
Yeah.. Uh.. Ride.. Ride.. Ride..
the way we ball)
And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin paid
(This is the way we ball)
And we like to floss, all
Rose gold, rose gold baby
Rose gold, rose gold baby
You messing with a nigga
Put ya in the latest baby
You shining in the finest
I'll put you right
Kurta Pajama with the gold chain
Kurta Pajama with the gold chain
Kurta Pajama with the gold chain
Kurta Pajama with the gold chain
Kurta Pajama with
Gold Wings Gold dreams
Yeah take flight nigga with these gold wings mix it up been having these gold dreams
And I never sold crack but to that money
Everything that glitters ain't gold but she wanna drown in glitter and gold
Everything that glitters ain't gold but she wanna drown in glitter
getting money every day from coast to coast o o nana
Coast to coast o
Omije oju mi bere anu re bere anu re
Olorun mi ose iyanu re
Iwo ni o je n jale eh
Ose
on the ground
Lookin' like a fool with your pants on the ground
Gold in your mouth
Hat turned sideways
Pants hit the ground
Call yourself a cool cat
yeah I got a gold mine
Sitting in my room thinking like it's all mine
I was sitting all alone dreaming 'bout a coast line
I been on a long road for
to the coast (coast)
I'm drippin' gold (gold)
Made me a mill on my own (yeah)
I was makin' plans back in 2016
She was tryna try act like she was out of my
gall
I got gold on my neck and gold on my wall
Gold on my fingers, gold in my ear
When this jam's spinnin', gold's what you hear
Toy, this ain't
L'voulez trouvez le ! Je
L'ai laissé quelque part dans ce monde "
Gold Roger, seigneur pirate comme Gold Roger
Sourire aux lèvres même si j'dois
Dead comme
his bitch
Who showed you how to put
Gold D's on a Bentley?
The nigga that showed me
He from Eastside 20's
I'm the West Coast Don, the Compton phenom
.svg/300px-Flag_of_the_Gold_Coast_(1877–1957).svg.png "Gold Coast")
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