Gold Watch (Explicit)
Lupe Fiasco"Gold Watch (Explicit)" is a song by Lupe Fiasco, released in 2007 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:47 long and contains 91 lines and 647 words.
Lyrics
0:00Gold Watch - Lupe Fiasco
0:11Lets review the essential of cool
0:13A brief study of the things so instrumental to you
0:16That make me feel flyer than lobbys at belvenus
0:18An exclaimer just aramore no credentials from a school
0:21Now
0:22Lets review the essential of cool
0:24A brief study of the things so instrumental to you
0:27That make me feel flyer than lobbys at belvenus
0:30An exclaimer just aramore no credentials from a school
0:33Now
0:33Am i for the wrong things my head caught a wallet
0:37My neighbor hood shirt and my Eddy chain clock shit
0:39My not go to college but my street smart polished
0:41Like the black finger nails of that punk rock logic
0:44Do the knowlage man you can't be punk from projects
0:48Firm disbeliever in your punch clock promise
0:49Was trading off my comics i was taking them to school
0:52One of Jay-z's boys now i'm skating in your pools
0:56Not to be rude i'm just hating on your rules
1:00Like a young fifty i'm on my world tour
1:02Good morning singapore i'm bringing the sun with me
1:05From the Robert Taylor homes to African slum cities
1:07I am American mentaly with Japanese tendencies
1:09Norwegian senceabilities so stay out the versinety of
1:11Yea yea them niggas over there
1:13It's just yea yea now look at what i wear
1:16Got my gold watch
1:17And my gold chain
1:19With my fancy car
1:20And my diamond ring
1:21With my fancy braud
1:23And she full grain
1:27So its no words
1:29And its no slang
1:30And i'm no trick
1:31And i'm no lame
1:33Its just so slick
1:35That she so game
1:36Its just yea yea she loves it over here
1:50I like zip tea candles and my Horishi sandles
1:51And Vita sunglasses purple murder service samples
1:53I like false t-shirts though the street is off the handle
1:56Such a good designer Junior Wontanabi got genu
2:02I like Yoshi Yamomoto and i might roll solo
2:05Leather Gucci belts and Guilty Brotherhood polos
2:07I like mott black pens and most gloomy paper
2:09I like go-yard bags and green now and laters
2:11Monical magazines and japanese manga
2:13Futuring asperaticks and espn trainers
2:15I like street fighter two i just really hate Zangeif
2:17Only Ken and Raku i find it hard to beat Blanka
2:20Keep a wee ninja hanging and the UNKLE album banging
2:24If you negative in energy then stay out the vicinity of
2:28Yea yea them niggas over there
2:30It's just yea yea now look at what i wear
2:35Got my gold watch
2:37And my gold chain
2:38With my fancy car
2:40And my diamond ring
2:44With my ghetto braud
2:46And she's soul (so) plain
2:48Got a couple scars
2:49And one of those long names
2:50She a'll fight a nigga
2:51And cuzes with no shame
2:52And her ex-man had a bag of that coke-cain
2:54But she yea yea she loves it over here
2:56Its just yea yea she loves it over here
2:58But my most coverted thing is the high self-asteem
3:04And a low tollerance for them tellin me how to lean
3:07See the most important parts of the one that arent seen
3:12The wings don't make you fly and the crown don't make you king
3:15Now if GOD don't like ugly ain't to happy bout this
3:18See i got ignorences in of me so stay out the versinety of
3:21Yea yea them niggas over there
3:25It's just yea yea now look at what i wear
3:28Got my gold watch
3:29And my gold chain
3:30With my fancy car
3:31And my diamond ring
3:33With my ghetto braud
3:34And she's soul (so) plain
3:35Got a couple scars
3:36And one of those long names
3:38She a'll fight a nigga
3:39And cuzes with no shame
3:40And her ex-man had a bag of that coke-cain
3:43But she yea yea she loves it over here
3:45Its just yea yea she loves it over here
3:47Edit by 老妖怪
Gold Watch - Lupe Fiasco Lets review the essential of cool A brief study of the things so instrumental to you That make me feel flyer than lobbys at belvenus An exclaimer just aramore no credentials from a school Now Lets review the essential of cool A brief study of the things so instrumental to you That make me feel flyer than lobbys at belvenus An exclaimer just aramore no credentials from a school Now Am i for the wrong things my head caught a wallet My neighbor hood shirt and my Eddy chain clock shit My not go to college but my street smart polished Like the black finger nails of that punk rock logic Do the knowlage man you can't be punk from projects Firm disbeliever in your punch clock promise Was trading off my comics i was taking them to school One of Jay-z's boys now i'm skating in your pools Not to be rude i'm just hating on your rules Like a young fifty i'm on my world tour Good morning singapore i'm bringing the sun with me From the Robert Taylor homes to African slum cities I am American mentaly with Japanese tendencies Norwegian senceabilities so stay out the versinety of Yea yea them niggas over there It's just yea yea now look at what i wear Got my gold watch And my gold chain With my fancy car And my diamond ring With my fancy braud And she full grain So its no words And its no slang And i'm no trick And i'm no lame Its just so slick That she so game Its just yea yea she loves it over here I like zip tea candles and my Horishi sandles And Vita sunglasses purple murder service samples I like false t-shirts though the street is off the handle Such a good designer Junior Wontanabi got genu I like Yoshi Yamomoto and i might roll solo Leather Gucci belts and Guilty Brotherhood polos I like mott black pens and most gloomy paper I like go-yard bags and green now and laters Monical magazines and japanese manga Futuring asperaticks and espn trainers I like street fighter two i just really hate Zangeif Only Ken and Raku i find it hard to beat Blanka Keep a wee ninja hanging and the UNKLE album banging If you negative in energy then stay out the vicinity of Yea yea them niggas over there It's just yea yea now look at what i wear Got my gold watch And my gold chain With my fancy car And my diamond ring With my ghetto braud And she's soul (so) plain Got a couple scars And one of those long names She a'll fight a nigga And cuzes with no shame And her ex-man had a bag of that coke-cain But she yea yea she loves it over here Its just yea yea she loves it over here But my most coverted thing is the high self-asteem And a low tollerance for them tellin me how to lean See the most important parts of the one that arent seen The wings don't make you fly and the crown don't make you king Now if GOD don't like ugly ain't to happy bout this See i got ignorences in of me so stay out the versinety of Yea yea them niggas over there It's just yea yea now look at what i wear Got my gold watch And my gold chain With my fancy car And my diamond ring With my ghetto braud And she's soul (so) plain Got a couple scars And one of those long names She a'll fight a nigga And cuzes with no shame And her ex-man had a bag of that coke-cain But she yea yea she loves it over here Its just yea yea she loves it over here Edit by 老妖怪
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