Goldie
A$AP Rocky"Goldie" is a song by A$AP Rocky, released in 2013 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:20 long and contains 41 lines and 417 words.
Lyrics
0:01Uh uh I said it must be cause a ni**a got dough
0:06Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold
0:09Hoes at my shows they be strippin' off they clothes
0:11And them college girls write a ni**a name on they toes
0:15Niggas talk sh*t 'til they get lockjaw
0:18Chrome to ya dome 'til ya get glockjaw
0:20Party like a cowboy or a rockstar
0:23Everybody play the tough guy 'til sh*t pop off
0:26Let's take it to the basics
0:28You in the midst the greatness
0:29My Martin was a Maison rocked Margiela with no laces
0:32Cristal go by the cases wait hold up that was racist
0:34I would prefer the Aces ain't no different when you taste it
0:38A 40 ounce to chase it that's just an understatement
0:41I'm early to the party but my 'Rari is the latest
0:44Somehow it seems girls in they late teens
0:47Remind me your favorite jeans cause they naked cause you famous
0:49Life's a motherf**ker ain't it These other rappers aimless
0:52So tell me what your name is I'mma tell it to my stainless
0:55You aim it for you bang it let that banger leave you brainless
0:58It's just me myself and I and motherf**kers that I came with
1:01Miscellaneous niggas wanna hate on me
1:04Until I tell them to they face they ain't no G
1:07Low key niggas mad cause I'm smooth puffin' zig zag
1:10Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitchin' with yo b**ch a**
1:37Yes I'm the sh*t tell me do it stink
1:39It feel good wakin' up to money in the bank
1:42Three model b**ches coc*ine on the sink
1:45And I'm so 'bout it 'bout it I might roll up in a tank
1:48Cause my chain came from Cuba got a lock up on the link
1:51And them red bottom loafers just to compliment the mink
1:54Eyes chink rollin' up that dank blowin' on that stank
1:57Whatchu mean Tell me what you drink I'm on that kissing pink
1:59You could call me Billy Gates got a crib in every state
2:03Man on the moon got a condo out in space
2:05Open up your legs tell me how it taste
2:08And them niggas talkin' sh*t so tell them “tell it to my face”
2:12Tell that b**ch hop up on my dick rolled up on her quick
2:14In a six told her suck the dick motorboat her tits
2:17I'm the sh*t niggas mad cause I'm smooth puffin' zig zags
2:20Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitchin' with yo b**ch a**
Uh uh I said it must be cause a ni**a got dough Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold Hoes at my shows they be strippin' off they clothes And them college girls write a ni**a name on they toes Niggas talk sh*t 'til they get lockjaw Chrome to ya dome 'til ya get glockjaw Party like a cowboy or a rockstar Everybody play the tough guy 'til sh*t pop off Let's take it to the basics You in the midst the greatness My Martin was a Maison rocked Margiela with no laces Cristal go by the cases wait hold up that was racist I would prefer the Aces ain't no different when you taste it A 40 ounce to chase it that's just an understatement I'm early to the party but my 'Rari is the latest Somehow it seems girls in they late teens Remind me your favorite jeans cause they naked cause you famous Life's a motherf**ker ain't it These other rappers aimless So tell me what your name is I'mma tell it to my stainless You aim it for you bang it let that banger leave you brainless It's just me myself and I and motherf**kers that I came with Miscellaneous niggas wanna hate on me Until I tell them to they face they ain't no G Low key niggas mad cause I'm smooth puffin' zig zag Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitchin' with yo b**ch a** Yes I'm the sh*t tell me do it stink It feel good wakin' up to money in the bank Three model b**ches coc*ine on the sink And I'm so 'bout it 'bout it I might roll up in a tank Cause my chain came from Cuba got a lock up on the link And them red bottom loafers just to compliment the mink Eyes chink rollin' up that dank blowin' on that stank Whatchu mean Tell me what you drink I'm on that kissing pink You could call me Billy Gates got a crib in every state Man on the moon got a condo out in space Open up your legs tell me how it taste And them niggas talkin' sh*t so tell them “tell it to my face” Tell that b**ch hop up on my dick rolled up on her quick In a six told her suck the dick motorboat her tits I'm the sh*t niggas mad cause I'm smooth puffin' zig zags Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitchin' with yo b**ch a**
Translation
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