Testo TURN GOLD - E Bangga
Testo della canzone TURN GOLD (E Bangga), tratta dall'album TOO OFFICIAL
Before you let that ceiling fold
You gotta turn yourself gold
You gotta never center fold
Gotta get off more bows
Oh you fighting on the rope
Never let them take control
Aint no tellin where we go gotta always stay gold
Stay on top of your shit steady poppin yo shit
They'll shoot in this bitch aint taken no flicks
We'll kill for money so whats the price to live
We known to take so something gotta give
On top the world aint staying in no crib
Im watching all the snakes in the rear
Im dancing on the moon in the sky
Im shinning bright dont know why demons took your guy
Gotta watch the world call my name fuck the fame
Real plane janes
Get up out my face
Trynna live like Bill Gates
Trynna have pearly gates
Trynna dodge a nasty case
Better stay up out my face
Plenty benjis in my way
Never goin for bronze you know we going for that gold
Speaking on what you never done that shit is getting old
You can pass me the G code wont tell a soul
Imma die trying have my funeral in a Ghost
Im spitting this shit yeah its made of gold
You aint know soil could turn to gold
100K on my wrist rose gold wooaaaaahhhhhh
Stay on top of your shit steady poppin yo shit
Theyll shoot in this bitch aint taken no flicks
We'll kill for money so whats the price to live
We known to take so something gotta give
On top the world aint staying in no crib
Im watching all the snakes in the rear
Im dancing on the moon in the sky
Im shinning bright dont know why demons took your guy
I cant tell you much i mean what is much to say
Horses in the front yes and all they said was hey
I can only see me the only thing in my way
You had fell off course and you was just a mile away
You was talking all that until the choppas in ya face
Say
Everyday is a holiday get them bags in like Christmas
The big dawg is standing on shit you just a misfit
Who the fuck bout to miss when you is acting like a bitch
Shoota's so foreal like nike just do it
Just like nike they got Techs
I link the south with the west
Trill on my chest
And I ain't ever bout to rest
Got too many dreams to live out foreal foreal
Gotta live it foreal foreal
Just like that piece on me we gone take off like a rocket
Live it foreal foreal
You know we good yeah as long as we got it
Stay on top of your shit steady poppin yo shit
Theyll shoot in this bitch aint taken no flicks
We'll kill for money so whats the price to live
We known to take so something gotta give
On top the world aint staying in no crib
Im watching all the snakes in the rear
Im dancing on the moon in the sky
Im shinning bright dont know why demons took your guy
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