Goldie

I said it must be cause a nigga got dough

Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold

Hoes at my shows they be stripping off they clothes

And them college girls write a nigga name on they toes

Cause niggas talk shit 'til they get lockjaw

Chrome to your dome 'til you get glockjaw

Party like a cowboy or a rockstar

Everybody play the tough guy 'til shit pop off

Let's take it to the basics, you in the midst of greatness

My Martin was a Maison, rocked Margiela with no laces

Cristal go by the cases, wait hold up that was racist

I would prefer the Aces, ain't no different when you taste it

A 40 ounce to chase it, that's just an understatement

I'm early to the party but my 'Rari is the latest

Somehow it seems girls in they late teens remind me

Your favorite jeans cause they Naked cause you Famous

Life's a motherfucker, ain't it? These other rappers anus

So tell me what your name is, I'ma tell it to my stainless

You aim it 'fore you bang it let that banger leave you brainless

It's just me, myself and I and motherfuckers that I came with

Miscellaneous niggas want to hate on me

Until I tell them to they face they ain't no G

Low key, niggas mad cause I'm smooth puffing Zig Zags

Tell them quit the riff raff bitching with your bitch ass

I said it must be cause a nigga got dough

Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold

Hoes at my shows they be stripping off they clothes

And them college girls write a nigga name on they toes

Cause niggas talk shit 'til they get lockjaw

Chrome to your dome 'til you get glockjaw

Party like a cowboy or a rockstar

Everybody play the tough guy 'til shit pop off

Yes, I'm the shit, tell me do it stink?

It feel good waking up to money in the bank

Three model bitches, cocaine on the sink

And I'm so 'bout it 'bout it, I might roll up in a tank

Cause my chain came from Cuba, got a lock up on the link

And them red bottom loafers just to compliment the mink

Eyes chink, rolling up that dank, blowing on that stank

What you mean? Tell me what you drink, I'm on that kissing pink

You could call me Billy Gates, got a crib in every state

Man on the moon, got a condo out in space

Open up your legs, tell me how it taste

And them niggas talking shit so tell them "tell it to my face"

Tell that bitch, hop up on my dick, rolled up on her quick

In a six, told her suck the dick, motorboat her tits

I'm the shit, niggas mad cause I'm smooth puffing Zig Zags

Tell them quit the riff raff bitching with your bitch ass

I said it must be cause a nigga got dough

Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold

Hoes at my shows they be stripping off they clothes

And them college girls write a nigga name on they toes

Cause niggas talk shit 'til they get lockjaw

Chrome to your dome 'til you get glockjaw

Party like a cowboy or a rockstar

Everybody play the tough guy 'til shit pop off