Turn money into diamonds and gold
Plenty smoke, plenty rolled
We them boys that glow without gold
Doing time in the pen and your gram's old
I mean of course just the same old
I like a broad that has fashion gold,
Where i from, it get cold
I got a watch wit all gold,
Bitch i'm delivering gold,
Black woman you cold
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
I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love
I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.
I'm getting gold leprechaun
Come wit me you'll smoke around
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