Gold (’99-2000) lyrics

by

Bun B


[Intro: Scrim]
Yeah

[Verse 1: Scrim]
Cruisin' with my clique (Skrt), indo in my back seat
Cursin' out this b*tch, she say I'm all about me (f*ck her)
b*tch, you must be jokin', go 'head with them emotions (What?)
I'm sippin' barre, swingin', always on that purple potion (Bleurgh!)
Smokin' on a sack, dope up in my pants (Loaded)
Grill up in my mouth, so you might not understand (What?)
b*tches in my section, got they pus*y meltin' (Swag)
Swag a lot, can't help it, $crimmy steady flexin', ahh

[Chorus: Scrim]
Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars
Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars
I'm flexin' on these motherf*ckers
I'm flexin' on these motherf*ckers
Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars
Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars
I'm flexin' on these motherf*ckers
I'm flexin' on these motherf*ckers

[Verse 2: Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard]
(Eng-eng-eng-eng-)
Engulfed in flames, b*tch, Oddy stay engulfed in chains
Stayin' in the same lane, pitbull at my side, untamed
Blo-blood red paint drippin', took your b*tch out to brunch
Yeah, she paying with no tip and sipping on some sucker punch
Took her home and smoked a blunt
Then I f*cked her dumb, G*59, foggin' up
Got that motherf*ckin' hot breath
Walk up in the club with triple six tatted on my f*ckin' chest
[Chorus: Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard]
Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars
Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars
I'm flexin' on these motherf*ckers
I'm flexin' on these motherf*ckers
Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars
Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars
I'm flexin' on these motherf*ckers
I'm flexin' on these motherf*ckers
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