This is a song about "Gold"

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Gold chains, watches and more,

Kick in the door

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I say that the pool is closed

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Droppin dime gold digga

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

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

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