Lyrics:
on my toes hunny
(Ugh) (Tiffany)
Don't ever get it confused
I'm not cocky but I know that I'm better than you
Cool, calm, collect what the medicine do
I
Spirit me a game of stud
Stakes unscarred by limitation
Between a man named Gold and man named Mud
Club filled Gold with greedy vapors
Till his long,
Cannibal Street
Donny's got a building
His name emblazoned in gold
Willy's got an alley
and living in a cardboard chateau
It's the same old case
and roll, let's lock and load (ah)
Tiffany handles on the white gold stones (white gold stones)
Thirty in the oven, these niggas say I'm buggin' (niggas say
Won't sell my gold, still own my soul
My phone still on
I'm trapping again
Back in the streets, hoe I never give in
Run through yo' city die tryna get
I'm sayin
The message is clear
The point has been made
Gold Candle Baby
We out there doin it for the kingdom baby
It's IG Baby
Mme street
Ibake
diamonds in silver
Or this platinum? You acting
Stacking, style sweet
Me? I'm on Canal Street wit wild heat
Tryin' to make my child eat
Poke and Tone
Street melt into one
He'd stay right on track
Being passed from scent to scent like the baton in a relay race
Spurred on by the aromatic blending
heaven's at the end but so far it's been hell
And there's fire on the mountain, lightnin' in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waitin' for me there
wanna man
She just want the bag (Inna bag)
Ghosting in the lamb
Pretty girl in demand
On my wrist white gold Tiffany
On my mind VVS clarity
Ms. money,
insomnia
Long leg Asia wanna smash in da Rosemonts
She got street ties so I fuck her with the pole on me
Tameka go live
1 day 4 times
She like it with da
Yeah yeah
Ouwwwww ouwwwwww
Ouwwwwww ouwwwwww
All these niqqas move like smiliess (Yeah yeah)
Oh no no that bitch is Tiffany (Uowwww)
Racks on racks
stash
Please forgive me for not making raps
Being this wise comes with getting old
Women and drinks, money and gold
Isn’t the reason my heart turned
like a animal(fast)
Fucking Erica I told her bring a friend and she bought Tiffany
Imma kick em out if it ain’t right and they not litt to me
Imma get
About works
I will leave it to
The streets for my reputation
One time to the times
We was one
But two times
For the separation
It is two times
Because now
Yeah
I had my very first epiphany, shoppin' at Tiffany, while diamonds glistenin'
Sittin', posin' with Kelly how they picture me rollin'
Gold
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
paint with the gold thang shinin'
Hands out the window, I'm blinded by diamonds
Like they say, all good things to an end
Cause in the game you either
Racin' around in a daze where I go chasing cars
And look for your name every place
Roll by the streets and bars
And we don’t control how it goes
We
Lil' spoiled bitch, two thousand on shoes (two thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself at the top like
Word on the street I got gold bricks
Word on the street I got gold bricks
Put kinggold chains on yo bitch
Let'her cry for me
That’s hooty
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
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