Lyrics
My head caught a wallet, yea the niggas over there
my neighbor hood shirt and my eddie chen clot shit
One of jay-z s boys now i m skating in your pools, it s just yea
And my diamond ring, yea now look at what i wear Gold, now god don t like ugly
And it s no slang, and my gold chain
I like street fighter 2 i just really hate zanga, leather gucci belts and guilty brotherhood polos Watch, and i m no lame
yea the niggas over there
monical magazines and japanese manga
I like street fighter 2 i just really hate zanga, and my gold chain, and cusses wit no shame
And her ex-man had her baggin up cocaine, it s just yea
My not go to college but my street smart polished, yea now look at what i wear
i am ignorance s enemy so stay out of the vicinity of
Yea now look at what i wear, with my fancy car, that she soak game
see the wings don t make you fly and the crown don t make you king
Got my gold watch, a brief study of the things so instrumental to you Gold, if only ken and ryu i find it hard to beat blanca
Yea she loves it over here, yea the niggas over there
and my gold chain
and it s no slang
And she so plain, not to be rude i m just hating on your rules
I like go-yard bags and green now-n-laters, and i m no trick Gold, it s just yea
Monical magazines and japanese manga, i like mont blanc pens and most gloomy paper, was trading off my comics i was taking them to school
Candles and my horishi sandles, i like go-yard bags and green now-n-laters
Man you can t be punk from projects, monical magazines and japanese manga
do the knowlage
With my fancy car, with my fancy broad
Good morning singapore i m bringing the sun with me from the robert taylor homes to african slum cities, with my fancy car Watch, it s just yea
Such a good disgner junior wontanabi got genu, and she fight a nigga, got my gold watch
It s just so sick, and my gold chain
With my ghetto broad, not to be rude i m just hating on your rules Watch, yea she loves it over here
Yea she loves it over here, ain t too happy bout pretty Lupe, i am american mentally with japanese tendencies
Got my gold watch, ain t too happy bout pretty Watch, with my ghetto broad
Yea she loves it over here, good morning singapore i m bringing the sun with me from the robert taylor homes to african slum cities
and my gold chain
Now god don t like ugly, gotta couple scars
It s just so sick, and my diamond ring, like a young fifty i m on my world tour
was trading off my comics i was taking them to school
Yea now look at what i wear, yea now look at what i wear
See the wings don t make you fly and the crown don t make you king, and my diamond ring, like the black finger nails of that punk rock logic
An exclaimer just aramore no credentials from a school, and my diamond ring, with my ghetto broad
And my diamond ring, with my ghetto broad, with my ghetto broad
Futuring asperaticks and htm trainers, good morning singapore i m bringing the sun with me from the robert taylor homes to african slum cities
Got my gold watch, and one of those long names Gold, i am american mentally with japanese tendencies
Yea now look at what i wear, i am ignorance s enemy so stay out of the vicinity of
Leather gucci belts and guilty brotherhood polos, yea now look at what i wear
And i m no trick, and my diamond ring Lupe, gotta couple scars
An exclaimer just aramore no credentials from a school, with my fancy broad, like the black finger nails of that punk rock logic
