Shystie - Goldie lyrics
SHYSTIE [Hook] Uh uh, I said it must be, coz im k**ing every show Extraordinary swag and a body fulla gold Guys at my shows, they be pulling on my clothes And these girls getting Tats of my lyrics that I wrote b**hes talk sh** till they get lock jaw Catch u on da streets put it right to your jaw Party like a cowgirl, old rockstar Everybody play the tough guy till sh** pops off [Verse One] Lets take it to the basics; You're in the midst of greatness I murder anything im on and still ain't caught no cases While their busy on there back, Success is what im chasing I leave bummy bums hanging, like dem white sheeted racist Not here for no debating, I'll tell you im the greatest And im sicker den the image half these haters try be painting I'll protect my reputation, without no hesitation Cause a public demonstration, if you take shots at my status Dropped out couple pagans, fcuk em their all traitors The Devil was an angel, so I'm good at spotting Satan To tell me I am cold, that's just an understatement Im early to the party, but the heels im in's the latest Ugly b**hes stop your hating, you b**hes is the lamest When I say b**hes that's both genders no discriminating Low key, b**hes mad, its best to wave your white flag Tell ‘em quit the riff raff b**hin' with yo b**h a** [HOOK] [Verse 2] Yes I'm the sh**, tell me do it stink? It feels good wakin' up to money in the bank LP is what I drink, drown my sorrows till I sink And I'm so bout it bout it, screaming ‘f** what fa**ys think' You know me, heavy with the gold, all around my neck I be stamping b**hes out, that's why my bottom heels are red I dress k**er in the summer, b**hes asking bout my threads Or you'll see me ina fur when kids are riding on a sledge Im co*ky and ya love it, ill holla at your brother And tell him gimme face, how it taste mr lover? I'll give it to him good, he'll introduce me to your mother But I'm sucha motherfcuker, might get bored and find another Whatchu mean, whatchu mean, you don't know about me? Im the queen, im the queen, how you dont know about me? Low key, b**hes mad, its best to wave your white flag Tell ‘em quit the riff raff b**hin' with yo b**h a** [HOOK]