Yellow Gold

Lyrics
[Intro: E-40] SICK WID IT! [Chorus: E-40] Chain on top a chain on top a chain Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold Diamonds dancing all on my ring Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold (Yeah, mayne, looking like King Tut and them, mayne) (Yellow gold) Yellow gold [Verse 1: E-40] In the streets like a oil stain (Soil) Yellow brick road, that's what I call my chain (Dorothy) Still in the hood like a motor (VROOM!) Had to walk before I crawled, fuck a stroller (Fully) Built for battle, born soldier (Warrior) Staple a sucka like a poster (Du-du!) I started off a dollar-naire (Hope) Doo-doo stains in my underwear (Broke) Now I'm ballin' like a rapper (40) Pulling up with the slapper (Steve Meade) Waking up the block (Blappin') Speakers 'bout to pop (Clappin') Giuseppes on my feet, Trues on my keister (Keister) Colored diamonds on my chains, Easter (Easter) Chanel, Celine, Prada Karl Lagerfeld, Versace, Escada (40) [Chorus: E-40] Chain on top a chain on top a chain Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold Diamonds dancing all on my ring Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold [Verse 2: Droop-E] Keep it all the way a milli (Ah) Really, I just want a billi (A billion) Chain same color as Aborigini hair Shining like an African heir It's in my roots (It's in my roots), my genealogy Smoke in the air, getting high as Apaches Or a Cherokee, I'm with a centerfold She need vitamin D, I give her vegetables Putting the pedal to the floor, still hustling (Hustling) Living's hella slow, still buffering (Buffering) Harley Quinn CBD strains, listening to OG game Now I got chain on top of chain You lame on top of lame But don't run up 'cause if you fucking with Droop-E Sick Wid It going broke putting change on niggas' brains behind me [Chorus: E-40 & Work Dirty] Chain on top a chain on top a chain Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold Diamonds dancing all on my ring Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold (Work, baby!) [Verse 3: Work Dirty] Growing up I was a skinny ass broke nigga Now I'm on my fifth flight out nigga Guess my pockets went and grew with my appetite Touch my change, I'ma touch your life Bro, these niggas fading out like a outro And they ain't got no power like some outdoor 'Bout to show these weak niggas what it hittin' for Tryna gamble with a boss, you would go broke Shawty give good pussy with some good head But she be playing with niggas — co-ed Gold Jesus piece like the Pope Lord, forgive me, 'cause I'm 'bout it, selling dope I ain't perfect, he working on me But lil' mama keep twerking on me All this jewelry make a nigga feel conceited I'm Sick Wid It, there's no treating it [Chorus: E-40] Chain on top a chain on top a chain Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold Diamonds dancing all on my ring Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold (Yellow gold) Yellow gold [Outro] He's been hot for decades
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Credits
- Writers
- Work Dirty
- Droop-E
- E-40