GoldLink - Planet Paradise lyrics

[Produced by Louie Lastic] [Intro] (Oh GoldLink spank me like you hate me) Welcome to Planet Paradise, where we have the best arts in the Milky Way Your baby daddy's back... Your baby daddy's back... [Hook] (x4) Oh, God, shout out to the squad Real n***as dying every day, we pray to God [Verse 1] See, I rock GoldLink with my fur black mink Scottsdale beep, kick it with a low-down freak Got her wilding pop pop, off to college, got her hollering Calling out my name, unless she really says she all up in Push the chang out, brought my kick game out Brought it back to '96, the first 12s came out Had to call my n***as, cooling it with my kickers Had to call my connect, had to show my respect And we next to take the throne, now I gotta keep up Bad b**h keeper, I don't think I deserve But I gotta keep her, eat her like my desert But I'm cooling it with my n***as on the reefer Used to Pac compare me but I beg to differ Flow shift, switch, got a tame it like a b**h I hit, I split that sh**, lickidy whip I went straight in, who can go in like me? Rocking and rocking up on the beat And my neighbors hit my door cause they hear me when they sleep f** with the elite, while I kick it, Bruce Lee f** a CMB, I'm circled with the winners of the DMV Flip the torch ad well of course I had to take your b**h, n***a You was loafing, I was pimping, then I ask myself Mirror mirror on the wall How many s**a motherf**as do I call and And as the sun rise as I go to sleep I hit the creep creep after dinner with your b**h f**ed her on your bed while I skeeted on your sheets And I'm so discreet, beat it by the beat Tell my n***a please [Hook] [Verse 2] Gimme the gimme the bucks and Imma stuff them in my trunk And Imma hit 'em with that 40 clip cal pump What the f** is up n***a, f** your whole team Done taking shots, living lavish my team Never sell a dream, sh** ain't what it seems Popping and popping and load a pistol steady co*king at you demons While you're trying to catch my semen I ain't into twatching and the tweeting and your cheating Rather catch your a** slipping in the streets, approach the scene And then I cuff ya, I bust ya Rolling up the tree and then I cuff ya, I snuff ya f**ing up your waves, cut off all your dreads Then you catch your girl up in the alley giving head sh** is crazy when you beefing Don't cry, dry your eyes The hero's here n***a Now the city's all mine Flow go through your spine Never wine and dine You heard the last song so you know the b**h is fine [Hook]