paroles de chanson All Gold Everything (G-Mix) - Slim Thug , Paul Wall

Put a hole my nigga, that
Pussy poppin, that magic
City
Got the strong my nigga,
That cole max, that shit with
Me
Smoking mean my nigga,
That don't pass that shit to
Me
This one for my niggas, and
Bitches bout that money

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Gold all in my rang, gold all
In my chain
Bad bitches give me they
Brains
All my hoes so insane
I stay smokin on them
Planes
Coastin on them swings,
Poking up them lames, I'm
So fly I need me some
Wings
I got the baddest bitches in
Texas
Brightest diamonds in my
Necklace
We smoke the best, you
Smoke and stress
I eat papados for breakfast
Every line watching them
Texans
We super throw I'm thinking
Super Bowl
Shit I'm tryina pick which
Coup to road
The Camaro cold but the
Rarri hoe
1 50 on 45, 1 80 on the
Billway
In the boondocks ridin in
My drop
Out where that boy pow
Wow stay
I'm the club king on the
Club scene
50 knocks fetish a dream
I'm pulling out every week
Something clean
Leaving with a bitch that
You see in your dreams

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Put a hole my nigga, that
Pussy poppin, that magic
City
Got the strong my nigga,
That cole max, that shit with
Me
Smoking mean my nigga,
That don't pass that shit to
Me
This one for my niggas, and
Bitches bout that money

()
All gold everywhere,
Got a few different chains, I
Keep a spare
New jewels every week I
Don't play fair
A new slab once a year like
A state fair
Talking down catch your
Faith like short hair
Perforated leather on my
Chair
It's check season, quala
Test is treason
You square as a cube I'm
So clear
I'm real, drink, sip,
Drop a 4 in the 20 that's a
Kobe Bryant
I'm a Texan wild, we a
Tipper
I put the 'Lac on the streets
And you haters got quiet
I'm watching The Rockets
Play the Clippers,
From Texas to Cali like
Mowlin rine
O only drive when slippin
I got a meat scale showing
Nipples
All I do is pull broads like
Wisdom teeth without tryin
All I do is cover up my neck
And wrist with diamonds
I don't fuck with no boppers
So don't tell me who shining
And I don't fuck with no
Haters, so don't knock a
Man for grinding

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Put a hole my nigga, that
Pussy poppin, that magic
City
Got the strong my nigga,
That cole max, that shit with
Me
Smoking mean my nigga,
That don't pass that shit to
Me
This one for my niggas, and
Bitches bout that money

()
This one here's for them
Hustlers,
Who don't really, really,
Really want for nothing
Who keep a bad bitch and
Keep a couple cars
And with a side hoe know
We just fucking
She smoked my blunt then
We sexin
She smoked my blunt and
We sexin
What started out with us
Texting
Lead to me getting head at
The intersection
D boss I be him, a street cat
I represent that
Hit my plug on my
Trampoline
They told me I already sent
The pack
Working and it's gone,
Check out my watch, it cost
Bout a hund
And I ain't finna break
Nothing down
But I bet that I stay in my
Zone
All I know is go get it,
She called and told me
Come get it
I told the bitch that I was on
My grind
But later on I'ma get in her
Kitty
This one here direct,
Strip a flow, show naked
Represent for that Houston
Texas
Check the watch, no
Necklace

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Put a hole my nigga, that
Pussy poppin, that magic
City
Got the strong my nigga,
That cole max, that shit with
Me
Smoking mean my nigga,
That don't pass that shit to
Me
This one for my niggas, and
Bitches bout that money