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can't do golds - waka flocka flame lyrics

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quarter million dollar cash in my guest room
thumbing through the bands i be playing with a check
count a cool 2 mill without breaking sweats
hit some more ain’t f-cking flexin, waynebo rolex
bricksquad monopoly, hey that’s the company
run that sh-t the f-ck back a track
these n-gg-s playing man we cop it
sour top dog, we in this b-tch man

[hook]
i’m rocking rollies, i’m talking 3 of those
bad b-tches, i got plenty of those
diamond grill, i came through the ghost
i’m riding 6’s, i can do the 4’s
keep it real till i die, put it on my set
keep it real till i die, put it on my set
thumbing through them bands, i be playing with the checks
keep it real till i die, put it on my set, squad!

quarter million dollar cash in my guest room
thumbing through the bands i be playing with a check
count a cool 2 mill without breaking sweats
hit some more ain’t f-cking flexin, waynebo rolex

jiggin through this work, i don’t have to benchpress
when they kinda worry, my dogs always love to flex
cause he be a stone cold killa with the pistol
run up in my …how’s your mama gonna miss you
stay about my grizzle, thumbing through a check
stay a real n-gg-, i’ma put it on my set
fell in love with fashion, since gucci corvette
n-gg- disrespect me, i just leave his -ss wet

[hook]
i’m rocking rollies, i’m talking 3 of those
bad b-tches, i got plenty of those
diamond grill, i came through the ghost
i’m riding 6’s, i can do the 4’s
keep it real till i die, put it on my set
keep it real till i die, put it on my set
thumbing through them bands, i be playing with the checks
keep it real till i die, put it on my set, squad!

he ain’t never been scared, threw a hunned on his head
cash, bad, bad, stay real…
if i catch you slippin with my gun, black mask
i’m always f-ckin hanging with no hobbies
thumbing through the bands, i be doing that
you know i’m real n-gg- b-tch break your f-cking back
you a p-ssy n-gg-, you don’t want no get back
i got war, girls back, had to live with that
same situation get it how you live b-tch
worth a couple comments, you ain’t even average
i’m flexin with d7,
free my n-gg- boosie, i’m a f-ckin savage

[hook]
i’m rocking rollies, i’m talking 3 of those
bad b-tches, i got plenty of those
diamond grill, i came through the ghost
i’m riding 6’s, i can do the 4’s
keep it real till i die, put it on my set
keep it real till i die, put it on my set
thumbing through them bands, i be playing with the checks
keep it real till i die, put it on my set, squad!

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