Trinidad James - All Gold Everything (Remix) feat. T.I., Young Jeezy & 2 Chainz lyrics
rate meYeah, you already know man
It's ya boy, TJ
Ain't doin a verse on my shit, I already killed it
Let the legends holla at ya, Tip
(Yeah, I'm talkin' true A town trap shit, ya understand that?)
(Get the motherf*cking homeboy, hey Trinidad, dig this homes)
[T.I.:]
Come on, big bank, all I do is get bank
Niggas hatin' on me but they bitch aint
So conceited, I don't think my shit stank
400,000 dollars on a Mulsanne
Come and kick it with a west side nigga
Think I ain't about that action, wanna bet my nigga?
All day thumbin' through the check my nigga
Boy you're broke, you can't even be a threat my nigga
When you're talkin' to me say it with your chest little nigga
I pull up on your set, make a mess little nigga
Okay, I got a kilo of gold 36 O's
Wrapped around the neck of a dope boy
Gold yacht, that's the presi' diamond in those
And just paid cash for a Rolls Royce
A true trap nigga, I don't sold everything
Trouble man, hustle gang, all gold everything
I say trouble man, hustle gang, all gold everything.
[Young Jeezy:]
Bought a gold bottle now we on the Dom
Big faced Rollie take up half my arm
Porsche 9' 11 with the garbage top
All gold scale, 'cause my magic box
Got the soft, my nigga
Give me thirty minutes, I'll be right with ya
Got the hard, my nigga
Let me whip this here I'll get it right to ya
Goddamn, I'm turnt up
I think the knob just broke and I don't give a fuck
Goddamn, I'm fucked up
The streets dry as hell, this work high as fuck
You want white, boy, dudes take it easy man
Still I'd pay less for a pair of Yeezy's man
All I wanna know if I'mma bounce with her
Bitch talkin' me to death like I'm a counselor
So pop the Molly I'm guessin', uh
But if she throwin' the pussy I'm catchin', uh
223 with a silencer
Gon' rock that shit with the flyest fur
All gold like Montana (Tony)
Hoes all in my phantom (Rollies)
Young done killed the gold remix
A nigga don't like it, God damn 'em.
[Hook: Trinidad James]
Gold all in my chain, gold all in my ring
Gold all in my watch
Don't believe me, just watch
Nigga nigga nigga
Don't believe me, just watch
Don't believe me, just watch
Nigga nigga nigga
Don't believe me, just watch
Don't believe me, just watch
Gold all in my chain, gold all in my ring
Gold all in my watch, don't believe me just watch
[2 Chainz:]
Even all of my hat, snakeskin all in my hat
Hit your girl with my chains on so that's gold all on her back
Gold all on my watch, so big it's like a clock
Some people wear fox fur, on the source cover I wore a fox
This for all the DJs that got this on replay
I sell a brick on eBay, then I celebrate several bitches in every state
I'm in Miami with One tryin' to skate, and my family straight
Ho 'bout to hyperventilate, I owe her one, we did the 68
I say hoe, my nigga, give me red bottoms, her bottom brown
I smoke a strong, my nigga, I'm on loud, not Bobby Brown
That's souf side up in here, I spell souf with a F
F stand for fuck y'all if you ain't fuckin' with my set
Fuck with me and I'm bustin' (Bowh), fuck with me and I'm bustin' (Bowh)
Every time you see me think about what it would be like if I ain't do nothin'
Damn right, I'm stuntin', damn right, I'm stylin'
Just got a girl chauffeur and we on a motorcycle and she drivin'
This Versace, that Versace, this Versace too
I got killers watchin', niggas watchin', bitches watchin' me too
See I'm on lean, on loud, and I got my own lane
You need to mind yo own business, it's 2 Chainz and Trinidad (James).
[Hook:]
Hey shit james,
I still don't fuck with fuck niggas
And if you a fuck nigga I'm talkin' 'bout you
Yo bitch guess she popped a Molly she sweatin'
Hey town bitch
Thanks to 239TriggaChick for correcting these lyrics
