Gold from Aficionado by Royce Diamond

Gold

Chorus
They aint nothing but

Every place I go

You got yo own man, you got yo own plans, you got yo own dreams,

Gold diggin for bills

Verse I
I seen little Mama working her hips
She wanna know how much dough, that the twirking a get
Thirstin for shit
She could never afford
Thinking a boy
Gone break the bank
To hit the stank
Aint you heard before I don’t spend
Forget what I’m riding baby and if it’s sitting on rims
Eyes a pretty as gems
Yeah you cute as fuck
But aint nobody cute enough to give up half my stuff
Bust
And I leave
Trust that I be
Living up to the rep of the R O Y C
Plus wit my greed
You lust for my cheese
Be some OJ shit before the end of the week
She was like Papi
Can you buy me a drink
Mocha complected
Perfected perception
Nothing less than platinum links
Minks
And everything distinct
But Diamond was designed for queens not

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VII

She saw me on stage rockin
Rhymes I’m droppin
Figga I’d be the next Nigga poppin
Coppin a brand new Benz
Rolling wit new friends
And mo zeros than she could ever extend
She saw colored Lois purses
Ice she could purchase
And I’m the kind of nigga she figga she could work wit
She deserved
So she started a plan
It’s hard to pretend
The heart of a fan
You gone get your artist revenge
I’m smarter than them
You off of the hook
I’m off of hinge
I’m a playa you off of the bench
Wit a hint of innocence
Trying to get paid fucking wit a pimp
You don’t know what you in for
Let me be your mentor
When you get broke then you know who to send for
And we’ll explore your options of mackin
But you getting money from me simply will not happen
You little

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Bridge
They just beautiful black
Women,
Brazilian
American
African
Latin
Sicilian
Fly colored Asians
Bi-racial that are killing
All after the empire I’m building

V III
You know you wanna be thugged
Wanna be fucked
By niggaz that shine and wear nice stuff
Them Midwest balling type niggaz that’s ruff
Take to the spot and we can dance in the club
Wash you up
In a bubble bath
Put you on to the world and let you hustle cash
When you think that life is moving too fast
Put you down on all fours and work yo back
We dem niggaz in yo head when you sleep at night
That piss you off with all the girls that you think we like
I can tell by your eyes that you gone freak tonight
So go home and tell your girls that I treat you right
You fucking

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• HIP HOP and RAP
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• hip hop rap
• Kansas City