You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old
It's foretold i withhold the grail to molding gold,
Platinum and gold, you gots to love that
My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows
A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
Im wondering now why i gave gold the satisfaction
I write gold it's a paper retriever
Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her
While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs
A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth
I got a watch wit all gold,
I mean of course just the same old
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