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vinnie vento – gold lyrics

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look at my neck it be gold
look at my wrist it be gold
look at my finger its gold
look in my eyes ul see gold
look at my neck it be gold
look at my wrist it be gold
look at my finger its gold
look in my eyes ul see gold
gold, gold, midas touch wit tha gold
gold, drippin wit sauce on me gold
look at my neck it be gold
look at my wrist it be gold
look at my finger its gold
look in my eyes ul see gold

12 times two man
that’s the age that i’m finally am
peter pan man just flyin outta neverland
neva had to do it for the gram
once im fly then its jet blue
cause you kno ur boy an’t gone nevaland
she gone eye me in the corner
cause i be da brightest
even thought to change my name to king midas
my final touch leave em drippin so gold
its not plated either if u wanna try test my mold
stop playing wit da sauce a1 drippin on me
call chef ramsay cause i got the golden recipe
that’s especially i achieve extra feats
like it was the final piece of a set of
some golden t–th but i don’t own no grills
cause its just not for me
id rather cook up grilling steak
on some golden beats
but that’s just earthy gold
i got da gold inside of me
its call j.c
always covered over meh

look at my neck it be gold
look at my wrist it be gold
look at my finger its gold
look in my eyes ul see gold
look at my neck it be gold
look at my wrist it be gold
look at my finger its gold
look in my eyes ul see gold
gold, gold, midas touch wit tha gold
gold, drippin wit sauce on me gold
look at my neck it be gold
look at my wrist it be gold
look at my finger its gold
look in my eyes ul see gold

time ticking but the watch
neva stops it down
like playing football
and the team can’t lock it down man
u can’t lock me down
u can’t box me out
gold kingdom in my sights boi
u can’t shut me down
2 points extra on a freethrow
boy u done
add an a1 u tryna foul
on the son
yeah we went from nfl to the nba
why u think i even wear this gold out everyday
it just won’t go away’
i can’t just take it off
here to represent taking no days off man
got the sauce mayne, watch me go and break it off
and p-ss to the sheeple tryna raise em up
yeah this gold for ever i call it hidden treasures
some seek they whole life and they dont find it never
that’s depression when i really think
but u got a brain homie go really think

look at my neck it be gold
look at my wrist it be gold
look at my finger its gold
look in my eyes ul see gold
look at my neck it be gold
look at my wrist it be gold
look at my finger its gold
look in my eyes ul see gold
gold, gold, midas touch wit tha gold
gold, drippin wit sauce on me gold
look at my neck it be gold
look at my wrist it be gold
look at my finger its gold
look in my eyes ul see gold



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