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All Gold Everything (Remix) Lyrics by Trinidad James

Don’t Be S.A.F.E.

2013

[Intro: Trinidad James & T.I.]
Yeah, you already know, man
It's your boy, T. James
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: 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
[Chorus: 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)
[Chorus: 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
[Outro: Trinidad James]
Ain't 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
A-Town, bitch

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