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Goldlink

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Crew Lyrics - Goldlink

She see money all around me 

I look like I'm the man, yeah 

But I was down and out like last week 

Tell me where have you been? 

You came out of hiding, girl 

Don't act like I'm your man 

You just a fan, you don't hold rank 

Don't hold no rank 

 

Bet against a real ass nigga with a sick ass mouth 

And a slick ass flow 

Catch-a-bullet-'round-me-nigga and a player when 

I'm comin' for the kitty, I'm a fool, goddamn 

Do it for my niggas in the ghost right there 

Do it for my niggas in the ghost right now 

Niggas got killed for the boy living dreams in the hills 

And it wasn't for the boy right now 

Goddamn, what a time, what a year 

We are what them young boys fear 

I kill, never been killed, that's real, no lies 

You can tell that from our pulse right now 

Bet you wanna fuck me now 

Bet you wanna love me down 

Girl, you can't tie me down like Ray J said 

But know I'm down 

Freaky Deaky show me something 

Shake it like you owe me something 

Pushin' on the pussy like a button 

Came four times, fifth time you gushin' 

Still gettin' rowdy in the function 

Bitches on my dick like it's nothing 

Everywhere I go now, always got shit bumpin', jumpin', bumpin', jumpin', yeah 

 

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Hey, nice to meet, I'm Young Jefe, who you be? 

Got the beast in Southeast, thousands clappin' to this beat 

She invite me to her crib, I walk in she see my heat 

She said "But I live in the hills" bitch, that's just the way I sleep 

Stop that madness, I'm a savage 

In traffic with MAC 11's 

Baddest bitch and she Spanish 

I fly her to Calabasas 

We get nasty, I'm her daddy 

Does she know a nigga ain't average? 

Ain't nothing wrong with fake asses 

Bitch, turn around let's make magic 

I'm geekin', uh huh I'm on it 

Don't look at me like you want it 

Tell 'em that we ain't stuntin' 

In fourth down we ain't puntin' it 

King of District of Columbia 

Can't come here without a permit 

This shit really a jungle, gorillas and anacondas 

 

She see money all around me 

I look like I'm the man, yeah 

But I was down and out like last week 

Tell me where have you been? 

You came out of hiding, girl 

Don't act like I'm your man 

You just a fan, you don't hold rank 

Don't hold no rank 

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