bones – goldrope lyrics
[hook: bones]
i got a f-ckin’ gold rope hanging round my neck
gold cadillac just to match the rolex
two or three rings every time i do my thing
the kid from ’94 but the flow from ’93
[verse 1: bones]
i had to take it back, back to the days
new white shirt, you could still see the crease
pager on my hip, drugs by the key
ghost-white limo, cocaine limousine
different color syrups, different color weed
your girlfriend love me cause i make her feel free
whatever that mean, b-tch, it’s okay
we could ride around all night, all day
rollin’ up these blunts and blowin’ ’em to the breeze
see, i ain’t tryin’ to f-ck, i’m tryin’ to smoke, now roll up three
now she say she high, say i’m about to leave
kiss up on the cheek, i grab the keys and hits the streets
leather bucket seats, candy painted chevy
inside peanut b-tter, outside jelly
[hook: bones]
i got a f-ckin’ gold rope hanging round my neck
gold cadillac just to match the rolex
two or three rings every time i do my thing
the kid from ’94 but the flow from ’93
i got a f-ckin’ gold rope hanging round my neck
gold cadillac just to match the rolex
two or three rings every time i do my thing
the kid from ’94 but the flow from ’93
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