Lyrics

[Intro] "What happened to your queer party friends?" [Verse 1] I got a gold chain I'm on cocaine I'm like yo mane (what what what what) I rolled in, straight from Oakland Holding my dick like a US Open trophy Word up to hyphy Y'all don't know me - Dirt Nasty Ass cheeks spread wide G-string to the side 1 drink, courvoisier 2 drink, vodka straight 3 drink, I'm in the sink Throwin' up on my brand new mink Coat, and I'm doing coke Y'all can't hold my donkey rope (nope) Call the pope, pray for me Gold Rolls Royce with your lady (ding) I lived through the 80s, and shit was crazy [Pre-Hook] Everybody wanna know my name Bring the pain and pop the champagne Every girl wanna hold my chain When I fuck they brains out on the Mustang [Hook] I got a gold chain (Like it was 1980) I'm on cocaine (Like it was 1980) I'm like yo mane (Like it was 1980) It sure don't seem that way to me, and tell your girl to stop pagin' me What what what what [Verse 2] I rolled in, stoned as hell White lines, gold Cazals Hotel on Sunset Young hoes get undressed (bet) Dirt dick ain't done yet Insert the clip and get the gun wet 'Nuff said, I'm radical T-shirt say "Party Animal" (rawr) I ain't no amateur This ain't no Hands Across America I shine like Morrisey on Hennesey on Christmas eve (no) No, more like Morris Day on helly yay, dressing gay (ding) I lived through the 80s, and shit was crazy [Pre-Hook] Everybody want to know my name Bring the pain and pop the champagne Every girl wanna hold my chain When I fuck they brains out on the Mustang [Hook] I got a gold chain (Like it was 1980) I'm on cocaine (Like it was 1980) I'm like yo mane (Like it was 1980) It sure don't seem that way to me And tell your girl to stop pagin' me [Break] What what what what "What happened to your queer party friends?" I got a gold chain I'm on cocaine I'm like yo mane What what what what I got it, I got it, I got it, got it, got it [Hook] Gold chain (Like it was 1980) I'm on cocaine (Like it was 1980) I'm like yo mane (Like it was 1980) It sure don't seem that way to me And tell your girl to stop pagin' me What what what what Gold chain (Like it was 1980) I'm on cocaine (Like it was 1980) I'm like yo mane (Like it was 1980) It sure don't seem that way to me And tell your girl to stop pagin' me