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Gold Wrappers feat. Rick Ross

Track byB. Smyth

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  • 2016.04.22
  • 4:11
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Ohhhhh, yeah, ohhhh Diamond in the back, sun roof top Diggin the scene with a gangsta lean Yeah rooftop, seen a couple friends at the bar baby Oh, and on my mind all I'm thinking 'bout is who I'm taking home with me Oh, shoulder rubs, I'm going through the motions And I guess we can call it the pregame, oh But now we on the clouds, got you gripping on my jock Jack on the rocks, and we ain't even get back to the car Oh, well she just wanna show love, give a fuck 'bout the finer things Oh yeah, she just wanna do drugs, roll something and get high with me Oh, she just wanna show love, she can't wait for us to leave the scene I'm leaving gold wrappers on the nightstand, she my one night fan I'm leaving gold wrappers on the nightstand, oh Yo You get the foreign cars and new Chanel bags She avoid the Black Fridays and all the sale tags Say she found out I was funny through my snaps Realise I was a hustler, now she love my raps The feel I'm only focused for the time being Mansions in multiple cities, still I'm dying to see ya Saw your best friend, she offered me her phone number Iced out, gave her ass the cold shoulder I represent you as you represent me It all come to light how we move in the streets Rubbing on your neck and kissing on your knees Gold wrappers, rolling up, we twisting trees But now we on the clouds, got you gripping on my jock Check on the rocks, and we ain't even get back to the car Oh, well she just wanna show love, give a fuck about the finer things Oh yeah, she just wanna do drugs, roll something and get high with me Oh, well she just wanna show love, she can't wait for us to leave the scene I'm leavin' gold wrappers on the nightstand, she my one night fan Oh, oh I'm leavin' gold wrappers on the nightstand Body to body, the night is now Round after round, I need more than Bud Promise your illusion's no fantasy Panties fall down, that's some autumn leaves Body to body, the time has come Going all night to the morning sun Ruby Rue red lipstick on me Call up the Uber 'cause it's time to leave Oh, well she just wanna show love, give a fuck about the finer things Oh yeah, she just wanna do drugs, roll something and get high with me Oh, well she just wanna show love, she can't wait for us to leave the scene I'm leavin' gold wrappers on the nightstand, she my one night fan Oh, oh I'm leavin' gold wrappers on the nightstand Oh, oh

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