shop got shut down 100 grand strong from the dank, I gives a fuck now A daily operation, more than 40 grand a week And if they raise the profit, the Goldy
(feat. Too $hort) [Goldy] Why do you imitate us? [$hort] Man, what's really goin on? [Goldy] Tired of all you bustas imitatin the Oakland shit [$hort
[VERSE 1] She's a price-tag prostitute, so I got to shoot And if my game is right, man, then I can knock her boots Because to me a girlfriend is of past
land of funk There's no place like the land of funk) Then you fall into a magical sleep and awake Standin on a hoe stroll flirtin with Tonto Welcome to the land
crazy Rolled her ass over with one motion, never came out Long-dickin it from the back, she screamed and called my name out (Oh Goldy!) Big smooth round
