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Black COAL
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Gold Gated Villa Feat. C Dot Castro
[Verse 1] We make a lot, so the more we pop, I'm very gone Me takin' shots is unorthodox, Shawn Marion Three naked thots, and of course we've got Dom Pérignon But I'm too fly, if you got baggage that means that we cannot carry on I'm fly cause I got more sex, auto cars and nice things Time fly when I shop for, Rolex, Audemars and Breitlings Never know which bitch I might bring, she might act and she might sing But lord knows I'm not wifing, I'm only 'bout that one night fling Money always keep a nigga motivated Not from San Francisco but I keep my villa straight golden gated Finally gettin' cake, no belated, everybody say I'm overrated 'Xpectin' me to be so frustrated But when you do it as good as I do it, the mothafucka supposed to hate it You ain't gotta ask, you know the mask is off, fuck it I'ma speed it up a little bit because I know they love it Never suicidal, hit records the only thing I'm cuttin' Do it to the death, I'm way too def, you cannot tell me nothin' Never dyin' down, I live it up because you never know I lost my head, I'm drivin' 'round, don't know where I be headed though Your girl be tellin' me she wanna come, I cannot tell her no You know what they say, you really love it, you should let it go
[Hook] Middle of the night, you receive a call Leave your man at home, like ain't nothin' wrong Like ain't nothin' wrong, like ain't nothin' wrong Champagne is what you like, then I'm Dom Pérignon I'ma lay it on the ice, I'ma give 'em what they want Exclusive on the flights, ain't worried 'bout the funds Like ain't nothin' wrong, like ain't nothin' wrong Champagne is what you like, then I'm Dom Pérignon
[Verse 2] Come a little closer, rub my back while I sip on this mimosa Couple stacks to be starin' at the ocean But we clearly losin' focus, double the potions Throwed on a movie, it's gon' be one hell of an open Ain't sorry, your boyfriend seen me, he gon' have to cope with it Really wanna act gorilla? Well I'm headed to a gold villa, and it's gated Ain't comin' in without prior reservations, got the fortress on lock It's a pool with a view, plus a little wine tastin' Bet your little lady couldn't buy this motivation Or cry, you cookin' out while they're caterin' mine She holdin' out, but she give me a try I told her meet me on the weekend, evidently you be screamin' out Here I come, ready or not, don't tell me to stop Solo, I be greedy, don't invite him [?] Got southern belle bitches out Peachtree Then them classy MILF women out Orlando Or the sex up on the beach without the sandals Get 'em dirty when I beat 'em, talkin' knee deep One thing they yellin' out before they fuck us Black COAL and Castro on TV
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[Verse 3] Started off as a lil' nigga, now I'm off in that 6, bitch Never fake, I'm a real nigga, you can carry Tommy's like Hilfiger And I'ma lay low and count 6 figures, I got quesos, pesos That's 100K for my trips, bitch, I got cake ho Fuck you talkin' 'bout dates for? I got shows I don't even got dates for She wanna hop in this ride, bruh Cause she burn fast and we drive slow Wide awake with my eyes low Got my presentation like slide shows And I'm on the green like chives, oh And I forgot to mention this side note I'm ballin', just watch the release My bars get to poppin' without any grease All of my bitches imported from Greece Keep playin' for keeps, you get it, capiche You hop in the 'Lac, don't be flippin' the seats Don't hop in the back, I got killers with me If I hop in the back then I kill the physique
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[Bridge] Yeah, no worries, my team ain't got no worries We're ballin', we're ballin' like that nigga Steph Curry My vision's getting blurry, my passenger is curvy I'm doing 'bout a hundred but it's feelin' like 130 Like money, I'm gone, they playin' my song I'm a stoner, I'm a stoner, I'm a stoner, I'm a stoner Plus Wale's on it, we're comin', nigga just wait on it DMV, all these years, we just preyed on it Pop molly all in her champagne, and she knew it She follow me and my campaign, she loves my music Really, nigga we ain't playin' games, we do this Stay in your own lane, unless you're foolish, nigga
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