Yellow Gold lyrics

by

Big K.R.I.T.


[Intro: E-40]
SICK WID IT!

[Chorus: E-40]
Chain on top a chain on top a chain
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold
Diamonds dancing all on my ring
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold
(Yeah, mayne, looking like King Tut and them, mayne)
(Yellow gold)
Yellow gold

[Verse 1: E-40]
In the streets like a oil stain (Soil)
Yellow brick road, that's what I call my chain (Dorothy)
Still in the hood like a motor (VROOM!)
Had to walk before I crawled, f*ck a stroller (Fully)
Built for battle, born soldier (Warrior)
Staple a sucka like a poster (Du-du!)
I started off a dollar-naire (Hope)
Doo-doo stains in my underwear (Broke)
Now I'm ballin' like a rapper (40)
Pulling up with the slapper (Steve Meade)
Waking up the block (Blappin')
Speakers 'bout to pop (Clappin')
Giuseppes on my feet, Trues on my keister (Keister)
Colored diamonds on my chains, Easter (Easter)
Chanel, Celine, Prada
Karl Lagerfeld, Versace, Escada (40)
[Chorus: E-40]
Chain on top a chain on top a chain
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold
Diamonds dancing all on my ring
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold

[Verse 2: Droop-E]
Keep it all the way a milli (Ah)
Really, I just want a billi (A billion)
Chain same color as Aborigini hair
Shining like an African heir
It's in my roots (It's in my roots), my genealogy
Smoke in the air, getting high as Apaches
Or a Cherokee, I'm with a centerfold
She need vitamin D, I give her vegetables
Putting the pedal to the floor, still hustling (Hustling)
Living's hella slow, still buffering (Buffering)
Harley Quinn CBD strains, listening to OG game
Now I got chain on top of chain
You lame on top of lame
But don't run up 'cause if you f*cking with Droop-E
Sick Wid It going broke putting change on n*ggas' brains behind me
[Chorus: E-40 & Work Dirty]
Chain on top a chain on top a chain
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold
Diamonds dancing all on my ring
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold
(Work, baby!)

[Verse 3: Work Dirty]
Growing up I was a skinny ass broke n*gga
Now I'm on my fifth flight out n*gga
Guess my pockets went and grew with my appetite
Touch my change, I'ma touch your life
Bro, these n*ggas fading out like a outro
And they ain't got no power like some outdoor
'Bout to show these weak n*ggas what it hittin' for
Tryna gamble with a boss, you would go broke
Shawty give good pus*y with some good head
But she be playing with n*ggas — co-ed
Gold Jesus piece like the Pope
Lord, forgive me, 'cause I'm 'bout it, selling dope
I ain't perfect, he working on me
But lil' mama keep twerking on me
All this jewelry make a n*gga feel conceited
I'm Sick Wid It, there's no treating it
[Chorus: E-40]
Chain on top a chain on top a chain
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold
Diamonds dancing all on my ring
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold (Yellow gold)
Yellow gold

[Outro]
He's been hot for decades
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