Lyrics

Trinidad James- All Gold Everything Remix

"All Gold Everything (Remix)"

(feat. T.I., Young Jeezy & 2 Chainz)

[Intro: Trinidad James (T.I.)]

Yeah, you already know man

It's your boy, TJ

Ain't doing a verse on my shit, I already killed it

Let the legends holla at ya, Tip

(Yeah, I'm talking true A-town trap shit, ya understand that?)

(It the king homeboy, hey Trinidad, dig this homes)

[Verse 1: T.I.]

Big bank, all I do is get bank

Niggas hating on me but they bitch ain't

So conceited, I don't think my shit stank

400,000 dollars on a Mulsanne

Come and kick it with a west side nigga

Think I ain't about that action, wanna bet my nigga?

All day thumbing through the check my nigga

Boy you're broke, you can't even be a threat my nigga

When you're talking to me say it with your chest little nigga

I pull up on your set and make a mess little nigga

Okay, I got a kilo of gold 36 O's

Wrapped around the neck of a dope boy

Gold yacht, that's the presi' diamond in those

And just paid cash for a Rolls Royce

A true trap nigga, I done sold everything

Trouble man, hustle gang, all gold everything

I said trouble man, hustle gang, all gold everything

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]

Bought a gold bottle now we on the Dom

Big faced Rollie take up half my arm

Porsche 911 with the Gabby top

All gold scale, that's my magic box

Got the soft, my nigga

Give me thirty minutes, I'll be right with ya

Got the hard, my nigga

Let me whip this here I'll get it right to ya

Goddamn, I'm turnt up

I think the knob just broke and I don't give a fuck

Goddamn, I'm fucked up

The streets dry as hell, this work high as fuck

She want white, boy, dudes take it easy man

Shit I'd pay less for a pair of Yeezy's man

All I wanna know if I'mma bounce with her

Talking me to death like I'm a counselor

She popped a Molly I'm guessing

But if she throwing the pussy I'm catching

.223 with a silencer

Gonna rock that shit with the flyest fur

All gold like Montana (Tony)

Hoes all in my phantom (Rollies)

Young done killed the gold remix

A nigga don't like it, God damn him

[Hook: Trinidad James]

Gold all in my chain, gold all in my ring

Gold all in my watch

Don't believe me, just watch

Nigga nigga nigga

Don't believe me, just watch

Don't believe me, just watch

Nigga nigga nigga

Don't believe me, just watch

Don't believe me, just watch

Gold all in my chain, gold all in my ring

Gold all in my watch, don't believe me just watch

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]

Ibn all on my head, snakeskin all in my hat

Hit your girl with my chains on so that's gold all on her back

Gold all on my watch, so big it's like a clock

Some people wear fox fur, on the Source cover I wore a fox

This for all the DJ's that got this on replay

I sell a brick on eBay, then I celebrate

Several bitches in every state

I'm in Miami with Wayne trying to skate, my family straight

Ayo, ho 'bout to hyperventilate, I owe her one, we did a 68

I say hoes, my nigga, them ain't red bottoms, her bottom brown

I'm smoking strong, my nigga, I'm on loud, not Bobby Brown

That's souf side up in here, I spell "souf" with a F

F stand for fuck y'all if you ain't fucking with my set

Fuck with me and I'm busting, fuck with me and I'm busting

Every time you see me think about what it would be if I ain't do nothing

Damn right, I'm stunting, damn right, I'm styling

Just got a girl chauffeur and we on a motorcycle and she driving

This Versace, that Versace, this Versace, too

I got killers watching, niggas watching, bitches watching me too

See I'm on lean, on loud, and I got my own lane

You need to mind your own business, it's 2 Chainz and Trinidad (James)

[Hook]

[Outro: Trinidad James]

A'int shit changed, I still don't fuck with fuck niggas

And if you a fuck nigga I'm talking 'bout you

Your bitch said she popped a molly, she sweating

Woo