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gold - whaaa lyrics

[intro]
yeah drink got me livid, boy
off this rapping sh*t, i’ll make a k!lling boy
yeah i think i’m healing, boy
i did this for me, they act like i’m the villain, boy

[chorus]
uh*oh, gold up on my bottoms, i got gold on my coat
i don’t trust a thing except god and my pole
please don’t touch my chips, p*ssy boy, they not yours
traded the track’ and brought a bulletproof tahoe

[verse 1]
yeah, yeah, uh, commas on commas on commas on commas, yeah
the drac’ will calculate a n*gga if you got a problem, yeah
dressed in all black, you’ll think that i’m t’challa, yeah
girl, where yo father? yeah
i heard you on the street, you sucking d*ck for dollar, yeah
it’s like i woke up and won the lotto’, yeah
you can’t replicate mе, b*tch, i’m the only model yeah
yеah, f*cked up ’bout some money
thinking sh*t is funny, boy ,my drac’ jump like a bunny
you know what’s in this cup ’cause all i drink is f*cking muddy
mm, p*ssy boy, i’m not your buddy
i get hot like ron, i get hot like it’s sunny
my white boy wipe ya nose like it’s f*cking runny
i love the way you taste, you’re sweet just like some f*cking honey
[chorus]
uh*oh, gold up on my bottoms, i got gold on my coat
i don’t trust a thing except god and my pole
please don’t touch my chips, p*ssy boy, they not yours
traded the track’ and brought a bulletproof tahoe
uh*oh, gold up on my bottoms, i got gold on my coat
i don’t trust a thing except god and my pole
please don’t touch my chips, p*ssy boy, they not yours
traded the track’ and brought a bulletproof tahoe

[verse 2]
uh*oh, throw it down to the floor
girl, let me take ya home
i chew the b*tch down, down to the bone
yeah, i’m f*cking on ya momma
i checked your bank account and i ain’t see a comma
i’on care, b*tch, do i look like i’m obama?
haven’t left the country, so i took her to bahamas

- whaaa lyrics

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