Karaoke Track: Goldie by ASAP Rocky (Pop Hits)

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Unh unh
I said it must be
&#39;Cause the nigga got dough

Extraordinary swag
And a mouth full of gold

Hoes at my shows
They be strippin&#39; offtheir clothes

And them college girls
Write a nigga name on their toes

Niggas talk 3N
T they get lockjaw

Chrome to your dome
&#39;Til you get glockjaw

Party like a cowboy
Or a rockstar

Everybody play the tough guy
&#39;Til sm pop off

Let&#39;s take it to the bases
You in the midst of greatness

My Martin was the Maison
Rocked Margielas with no laces

Cristal go by the cases
Wait hold up that was racist

I would prefer the Aces
Ain&#39;t no different when you taste it

A forty ounce to chase it
That&#39;s just an understatement

I&#39;m early to the party
But my &#39;Rari is the latest

Somehow it seems
Girls in their late teens
Remind me your favorite jeans

&#39;Cause they naked
&#39;Cause you famous

Life&#39;s a motherme ain&#39;t it
These other rappers anus

So tell me what your name is
I&#39;m a tell it to my stainless

It&#39;s lamest
Niggas wanna hate on me

Until I tell them to their face
They ain&#39;t no G

Low key niggas mad
&#39;Cause I&#39;m smooth puffin&#39; zig zag

Tell &#39;em quit the riff raff
Bitchin&#39; with your bitch ass

I said it must be
&#39;Cause the nigga got dough

Extraordinary swag
And a mouth full of gold

Hoes at my shows
They be strippin&#39; offtheir clothes

And them college girls
Write a nigga name on their toes

Niggas talk 3N
T they get lockjaw

Chrome to your dome
&#39;Til you get glockjaw

Party like a cowboy
Or a rockstar

Everybody play the tough guy
&#39;Til sm pop off

Yes I&#39;m the 3m
Tell me do it stink

It feel good wakin&#39; up
To money in the bank

Three model bitches
Cocaine on the sink

And I&#39;m so &#39;bout it &#39;bout it
I might roll up in the tank

Eyes chink
Rollin&#39; up that dank
Blowin&#39; on that stank

What you mean
Tell me what you drink
I&#39;m on that kissing pink

You could call me Billy Gates
Got a crib in every state

Man on the moon
Got a condo out in space

Open up your legs
Tell me how it taste
And them niggas talkin&#39; sm&#39;

So tell them
Tell it to my face

Tell that bitch
Hop up on my dick
Rolled up on her quick

In the six
Told her suck the am
Motorboat her tm

I&#39;m the 8m
Niggas mad
&#39;Cause I&#39;m smooth puff&#39;ln&#39; zig zags

Tell &#39;em quit the riff raff
Bitchin&#39; with your bitch ass

I said it must be
&#39;Cause the nigga got dough

Extraordinary swag
And a mouth full of gold

Hoes at my shows
They be strippin&#39; offtheir clothes

And them college girls
Write a nigga name on their toes

Niggas talk 3N
T they get lockjaw

Chrome to your dome
&#39;Til you get glockjaw

Party like a cowboy
Or a rockstar

Everybody play the tough guy
&#39;Til sm pop off

Everybody play the tough guy

&#39;Til sm pop off