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Nigga we buy gold, wives and vogues Slamming my doors, knockin' these hoes And when I'm feeling like I'm feeling like I'm feeling today I put my smoke in the wind and dump the guts in the tray Swanky slow when I ride everyday when I ball Been official with mine, I ain't fuckin' with y'all Plus these hoes ain't no love, put that there on my sub Give a fuck what it is or what it was We buy gold In my mouth, where I'm from that's common Al Green and Marvin Gaye music called pimpin' Here's another testament, ignorant or elegant Roar like a elephant, time to take my medicine Inhale a large amount, hold it, blow it out my nose Gasoline you can smell it on my clothes Trampoline, bounce around and get some bread Magazine's top model give a pimp some head She is not complaining, we paper planin' We got the top down and the music banging Clip full of hollow tips, tipping through the back streets Personal protection, pimpin', right under the front seat Pull it out and use it if I feel my life in jeopardy On the beach in Rio with some bitch is where I'd rather be We paper planin', they not complainin' Cuz they with big Ball Songtexte Nigga we buy gold, wives and vogues Slamming my doors, knockin' these hoes And when I'm feeling like I'm feeling like I'm feeling today I put my smoke in the wind and dump the guts in the tray Swanky slow when I ride everyday when I ball Been official with mine, I ain't fuckin' with y'all Plus these hoes ain't no love, put that there on my sub Give a fuck what it is or what it was We buy gold I'm a twenty-four carat, gon' let you have it If you really want it, type of nigga pull a rabbit out a hat In a minute, Chevy thang tinted When I ride through my city, people still know who in it Make shit look better even if I ain't up in it Got the shine on my tires and them blunt killas in it It's a ? game but I still shoot to win it I'm pimp tight, M-J-G I'm vintage, I'm classy That means I been through it and lasted Now I spot bullshit a mile away and pass it Tried steppin' in it but the shit got shittier So I got smarter, my wits got wittier My heart been broken, I just picked it up and glued it back That was way back, way back, before I knew the facts Spittin' what I know, not the he-she said shit And I'm still comin' out hard like a red brick Nigga we buy gold, wives and vogues Slamming my doors, knockin' these hoes And when I'm feeling like I'm feeling like I'm feeling today I put my smoke in the wind and dump the guts in the tray Swanky slow when I ride everyday when I ball Been official with mine, I ain't fuckin' with y'all Plus these hoes ain't no love, put that there on my sub Give a fuck what it is or what it was We buy gold Aus Songtexte Mania