Fat Trel - White Gold lyrics

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Fat Trel - White Gold lyrics

[Hook: RiFF RAFF] Cut the lights out, let the ice glow Fifty show, f** a hundred hoes White gold, Louie Gucci Stupid groupies, live my life a movie Bad b**hes, money rolls Hundred bands, hundred hoes Bad b**hes, money rolls Hundred bands, hundred hoes [Verse 1: RiFF RAFF] White (?), ice burger fist Thirty grand, on my neck and wrist They wanna see my charm, it's a Lucky Charm I put my wrist and arm, my wrist filet mignon Won a hundred thousand, that's a hundred K Met me at the corner store, I'm riding grey My style is retro Used to shop at Texaco, balling all the way out in Mexico We Mexico, fifty grand a better, liquor sweater I only sip (?) RiFF RAFF a top dawg, ball hard RiFF RAFF, Fat Trel, we gon' whip the lot [Hook: RiFF RAFF] Cut the lights out, let the ice glow Fifty show, f** a hundred hoes White gold, Louie Gucci Stupid groupies, live my life a movie Bad b**hes, money rolls Hundred bands, hundred hoes Bad b**hes, money rolls Hundred bands, hundred hoes [Verse 2: Fat Trel] A hundred bands, hundred shows Bodies with a hundred hoes Make it so fold And they say I got a old soul Steak and shrimp and chicken then I remember (?) Selling weed and selling coke Flexing like the Texaco Cali dope, Cali hoe California Calicoes Bad b**hes, money rolls Make me let my Tommy go Louie Gucci, white gold p**y by the (?) All I want for Christmas is some b**hes licking p**y hole Tell me where my liquor go Molly, dope and Swishers go H Town, hoe strong Twelve hundred, (?) Tell me where my liquor go Molly, dope and Swishers go H Town, hoe strong Twelve hundred, (?) Cash [Hook: RiFF RAFF] Cut the lights out, let the ice glow Fifty show, f** a hundred hoes White gold, Louie Gucci Stupid groupies, live my life a movie Bad b**hes, money rolls Hundred bands, hundred hoes Bad b**hes, money rolls Hundred bands, hundred hoes [Verse 3: Chaboki] Fifty-Fifty bands, fif-fifty hoes Fifty pints, it's fifty for a show I'm hitting hella licks, I need designer clothes I re-up then I sell out, that's just how it goes My money long, and my weed strong No (?) flow, homie you a peon Hi-Tech, only thing I fiend off f** around with the gang, I flick the bean on Stash box, designer stash box I've been living good, I'm not no half knot Cash drops, right after cash drops I been moving work all in the trap house [Hook: RiFF RAFF] Cut the lights out, let the ice glow Fifty show, f** a hundred hoes White gold, Louie Gucci Stupid groupies, live my life a movie Bad b**hes, money rolls Hundred bands, hundred hoes Bad b**hes, money rolls Hundred bands, hundred hoes

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