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girlfriends in my chat list But I didn't date one tho
(Play boy)
You know I can't lick that for you
(Mmh mmh)
I moved out, the day I saw you
(Away)
I'm a son

Her family like a river grows
Ripples of her loving grows
Out across the water
And now the girl with golden hair
A silver crown upon it wears
Hands

Joyful boys play hide-and-seek among coconut trees 
Shepherded by the moon
Golden moon: flamboyant moon
Rouge moon: flamboyant moon
Blue moon:

I am night boy, sun has left me
I came wild, man, come on test me
I'm a fugitive, who wants to arrest me
Look, my past memories, impressed me
I am

started off blank
Cards like Gambit put em in play
Might pull up like Klay in a Golden State
This type of sauce boy you could not pay
If you could it'll

your beaches better 
your peaches popping, sweet tooth papi
Gold boy with the khakis golden hour with the pink skies, pinker loafers 
Golden baby, been

technique and put down my tech
I hustle right, stack now I buy what I was looking at
Boy I see you trying to take a nug out my cookie bag
Feel rich but I been

Total Eclipse Of The Heart [Album Version]

Bonnie Tyler

Read the Hits/Best of the 80's

1994

Of listening to the sound of my tears
(Turn around) every now and then I get a little bit nervous
That the best of all the years have gone by
(Turn around)

I'm a pop out with the cutter get to fucc boy chpppin
Hallow tips in the clip that boy can catch them
Raccs up with a gold grill I flex the captain

Golden Boy

Barenaked Ladies

All in Good Time

2010

Hey, Golden Boy
Don't let the darkness in to
Take you away from yourself
Nobody else
There's nobody left to make you run
Somebody new
Maybe

Trust I'm Goin' in
After London, Vegas
I ain't gonna waste it
Baby it's my time to win
Tell me I'm crazy, maybe
This fall from the bottom can't break me

Trust I'm Goin' in
After London, Vegas
I ain't gonna waste it
Baby it's my time to win
Tell me I'm crazy, maybe
This fall from the bottom can't break me

Play those, stupid little games
You said your games rigged, shoot your counterclaim
Feel like I'm in an old arcade
Jackpot baby golden till you

And my flow so hot, cook crack, Lamar Odom

Your boy's back, so relax, the cash stacks
Tracks, attacks cats on wax, then whack rats
Okay, by now,  probably

solid golden, the dress is clear
Stun magazine is a gear
We don't know how to cook rhyme and sing
Most of my bling is auction 
Now I'm in the suit

Well, either you're closing your eyes
To a situation you do not wish to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster
Indicated by

a work of art

back in Juarez out by the bull ring
a little beggar boy sat sifting through the sand
he found a peso and ten centavos
and good God...he

for the kid right now

I fall then I'm back look I'm gone
See that boy he come up
Now they calling on his phone
All that talking down won't phase me

i’m, 

Not just fine, tears won’t fall down, 

Boys don’t cry. 



[VERSE]

Dead by twenty five, 

More pills to get me by.

Aside from meds prescribed,

West, South Central

If money ain't foldin' homie I'm not rollin'
Talk a gang of shit, spit out my colon
Rip Dog and Non-Affiliated made us, we dirt

all share the same fate
His own mind poisoned his golden heart
It got caught up and falls apart

My system is close to collapse
My brain is dried out by

me but the time flew by
I'll put my dawgs on you
All they know is bite
Hot tamale talk, dawg, all I know is spice
Wasn't shit free in life till
I

SHOULD KNOW BY NOW 

It's the boy
Coming with the flame like asteroids
Choice is yours
Bars is frozen like some cooors
Leave a nigga sippin on ensure
cin't

I've been chosen to murder the game and stay golden
Call me pony boy, they know me boy
From the coast of Japan out to Coney, boy
Whole world gonna see