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doughboyz cashout - ghetto gold lyrics

[doughboy clay]
aye, uhuuu
take a look at all this ice on
it’s just ghetto gold

[verse 1: kiddo]
i went to oak park but i ain’t live there b-tch
befor i get to goin’ on this b-tch, let’s make this sh-t clear
you can tell i’m getting money by the sh-t i wear
spend a hour tryna figure which louie should i wear
i smash hoes and forget ’em i don’t give a care
joey did the tru’s [?]
[?] in my cup, crushed ice and some henn’ in there
your b-tch p-ssy good i ain’t heard it, i been in there
i don’t lie on my d-ck cause it’s pointless
got so many hoes that f-ck with me who set appointments
pullin’ back to the club in the [?], hoes pointin’
i’m a short n-gg- balling call me earl boykins
red louie shades you can tell i’m truly paid
step in kod it’s ’bout to be a movie made
all my shooters ’round me n-gg-, so do behave
cause they trigger happy and they quick to let the [?] spray

[hook: doughboy clay]
it’s ghetto gold
yeah n-gg-, it’s in my history
in the d, yeah n-gg- we run the streets (run the streets)
it’s just ghetto gold
f-cking hoes, getting money ain’t sh-t to me
foreign whips, big -ss cribs it’s like we living in a fantasy
it’s just ghetto gold

[verse 2: kiddo]
vvs is on my neck, got your b-tch smiling
later on that neck, i f-cked her on a pound of thousands
n-gg-s hating, they can’t take it but they hoes hound it
taking trips to atl, [?] clowing
you n-gg-s losing, i’m approving when we come around
pull up in something nasty, make you turn around
b-tt naked b-tches in the loft running ’round
and i’m with my homeboy we ’bout to gun ’em down
cause when it comes to hoes, we hit the tight ones
n-gg-s wanna fight cause the ice look like white ones
clarity, y’all ain’t f-cking with ti’s clearly
no swiper cards b-tch we get our money fairly
everywhere i go, every b-tch wanna stare at me
it’s fur up in these gucci’s they ain’t never seen a pair of these
i f-ck hoes and i shake ’em like a pair of d’s
i’m a boss, no n-gg- my age can compare too mitch

[verse 3: kiddo]
wake up in the suite, with the candles lit
laying down right next to me is your b-tch
only thing i know about her is she so thick
so we f-cking, keep it moving act like we don’t know sh-t
cause she my lowkey b-tch she better play her role
she wanted me n-gg-, don’t be mad your hoe chose
i live a mob life, i rock ice and f-ck hoes
all i know how to do is count money and [?]
she your b-tch but she won’t let my nuts go
all up in my business b-tch beat it, i don’t trust hoes
my chain rose gold and my yay is too
the bezel flooded on the watch and his bank too
my n-gg- quis, he and her in our bank too
i’m getting money and my n-gg-s do the same too
tell you the truth i don’t think is sh-t we ain’t do
tell you the truth i don’t think is sh-t we can’t do n-gg-

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