Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child
Don't you know that im cold ...money gold on my mind
But for long time i had gone cold
Spiritual, fool's gold
I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold
Bitch i'm delivering gold,
New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,
Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years
You wife ain't shit, we g'd her
Cause im a swag professor
Turn money into diamonds and gold
You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old
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