Stay Gold

Say, “Dad, Uncle L, Stay Gold”

“Dad, Uncle L, Stay Gold”

I got a bad girl

I got a brain with an ass girl

She got a mean bop

I got a lean to the way I walk

And they get it like gold

G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D

It’s gold

G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D

That’s

I got a good thing

With a bad bitch, that’s rare bitch

She don’t even like you hoes

She’ll walk in to a room

And take every bitch

Gold

G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D

It’s gold

G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D

That’s gold

I got a bad girl

I got a brain with an ass girl

She got a mean bop

I got a lean to the way I walk

And they get it like gold

All you fucking frauds

Can keep juggling lava rocks

I’m non-compliant, I’ll define it

Nothing servile all defiance

Your gonna love how we ride to the gates

On a lion, high and smiling

Me and mike we just think alike

And can’t stop hi-fiving

I’m not a running man

I’ll do the Wop on you hoes

Then grab the dough

I’ll hit a lick every time that we park the bus

Then it’s time to go

I got a good thing

With a bad bitch, that’s rare bitch

She don’t even like you hoes

She’ll walk in to a room

And take every bitch

We fuss, we fight

We fuck like freaks

What a fabulous marriage

You ain’t lived your life

Till you’ve see a bad bitch

Eat your wife like a savage

Not your average guys

We play cool

But see through the savage eyes

We’re the crooks, we’ll run the jux

And kidnap mom from Jazzercise

Stockholm syndrome, when she get home

Mom’s like, “I like those fucking guys”

Hey, Thanks for the ransom handsome

Let mom know the guys loved her pumpkin pie!

I got a bad girl

I got a brain with an ass girl

She got a mean bop

I got a lean to the way I walk

And they get it like gold

G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D

It’s gold

G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D

That’s

I got a good thing

With a bad bitch, that’s rare bitch

She don’t even like you hoes

She’ll walk in to a room

And take every bitch

Gold

G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D

It’s gold

G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D

That’s gold

Gold is shiny, gold is fun

Some like taking gold with guns

A heart ain’t gold if it don’t like us

But go for the gold dumb fuck

Good luck!

A golden boy, man good as gold

Golden rule is don’t lose your soul

Piss on power, golden shower

Golden rays of sun grow my dope

Look at my gold

Going for gold ‘fore a G get old

And his heart grow cold

I go-go-go for every year

My career was slow

And seemed that it wouldn’t go

And you should know

We pitch these rhymes like Smoltz

Like Glavine, like Maddox in ’95

And now we shine like Eddie

Gold teeth from Greenbriar in ’99

Can’t be broke when you own a gold rope

Pawn shops offering cash for those

Cash is fake though, gold accrues

I make my own gold, golden goose

Run down yellow brick roads towards riches

Just be sure to not trust no wizards

The golden age now gone, admit it

All that’s gold is not

Gold that glitters

36 inch Cuban as I’m moving

Though Cuba with half a ki’ of gold on my neck

Call me Gaddafi and pay me in gold

‘Cause your money ain’t really worth shit

Just a piece of paper to promote propaganda

To keep you in debt and know your dick

I see dope boys had shit right all along

Putting gold all in them and they bitch

I got a brain with an ass girl

She got a mean bop

I got a lean to the way I walk

And they get it like gold

G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D

It’s gold

G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D

That’s

I got a good thing

With a bad bitch, that’s rare bitch

She don’t even like you hoes

She’ll walk in to a room

And take every bitch

Gold

G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D

It’s gold

G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D

That’s