GOLD FIGARO

Lyrics

[Intro] Ay I'm Petey bitch Nickelus F, Shawn Kemp Rich city [Hook] Yo I'm that nigga ho, I'm that nigga ho I'm that nigga ho, the gigolo, Deuce Bigalow Yeah I'm that nigga ho, I'm that nigga ho Gold figaro, that gigalo, Deuce Bigalow And shit, everywhere I go I got a ho on my dick No I don't like it I love that shit I love that shit, I love that shit No I don't like it I love that shit [Verse 1] Ayo there's only one Nickel F So you should cherish him Like you've only got one nickel left You want bitches follow these fundamental steps And she might let you have fun and get that mental on these steps I'm full of character, I twisten up the lavender I'm getting bent like a parabola I got a bad habit-a Spending my last on some kicks that's hella gross cause I grossed the most per capita Bitch I'ma kill your ass for breaking a laughter like Doctor Kevorkian knowing there's poison in the catheter I do your lady on my team She gave me brain like a student from Yale, then made it scream She made my life a movie like Miramax The homies called me goldie cause I mirror Max All I think about is merch and what to sell ya Use your brain, bum nigga I shouldn't have to tell ya [Hook] Yo I'm that nigga ho, I'm that nigga ho I'm that nigga ho, the gigolo, Deuce Bigalow Yeah I'm that nigga ho, I'm that nigga ho Gold figaro, that gigalo, Deuce Bigalow And shit, everywhere I go I got a ho on my dick No I don't like it I love that shit I love that shit, I love that shit No I don't like it I love that shit [Verse 2] I pour a four of that Sierra Mist I'm balling hard on some 'Niggas in Paris' shit I'm a king, see me sitting on my chair and shit And if I leave your ass a turd you should cherish shit Bitch, we need statues in the driveway, and head on the highway We headed to the tele but my thought process is "why wait?" Hating niggas everywhere, I dare the hoes to violate They dread to see me in the Maybach, but I ain't Wale While they trying to find out the way that a nigga moving I maneuver with a ho that cleaned the pipe like Roto-Rooter My brain is focused, we taking notice We mob through deep like a fucking plague of locusts, on both coast-es So get up off my neck, lil bitch pack up your shit and roll out Better keep my nose numb, fee fi fo fum Try a set of balls for your mouth, bitch [Hook] Yo I'm that nigga ho, I'm that nigga ho I'm that nigga ho, the gigolo, Deuce Bigalow Yeah I'm that nigga ho, I'm that nigga ho Gold figaro, that gigalo, Deuce Bigalow And shit, everywhere I go I got a ho on my dick No I don't like it I love that shit I love that shit, I love that shit No I don't like it I love that shit