This is a song about "Championship gold"

I got a watch wit all gold,

Women front, they get its cold

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

If i don't make that man there dance

We forever be real, we'll never fold

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

He just get her bigger bags

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status