Lyrical Breakdown of Stay Gold - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Say, "Dad, uncle El, stay gold"

Dad, uncle El, stay gold

I got a bad girl

I got a brain-with-an-ass girl

She got a mean bop, I got a lean to the way I walk

And they get it like gold

G-O-L-D G-O-L-D, it's gold

G-O-L-D G-O-L-D, that's...

I got a good thing with a bad bitch, that's rare bitch

She don't even like you hoes, she'll walk in the room take errr bitch

Gold

G-O-L-D G-O-L-D, it's gold

G-O-L-D G-O-L-D, that's gold

I got a bad girl

I got a brain-with-an-ass girl

She got a mean bop

I got a lean to the way I walk

And I get it like gold

All you fucking frauds can keep juggling lava rocks, I'm non-compliant

I'll define it, nothing servile, all defiance

You're gonna love how we ride to the gates on a lion, hi and smiling

Me and Mike, we just think alike and can't stop high-fiving

I'm not a running man, I'll do the wop on you hoes, then grab the dough

I hit a lick every time we park the bus, then it's time to go

I got a good thing with a bad bitch, that's rare bitch

She don't even like you hoes, she'll walk in the room take errr bitch

We fuss, we fight, we fuck like freaks what a fabulous marriage

You ain't lived you life 'til you've seen a bad bitch eat your wife like a savage

Not your average guys, we play cool but see through savage eyes

We're the crooks, we'll run the jux and kidnap mom from jazzercise

Get Stockholm syndrome when she get home, mom's like, "I like those fuckin' guys."

Thanks for the ransom handsome, let Mom know the guys loved her pumpkin pie

I got a bad girl

I got a brain-with-an-ass girl

She got a mean bop, I got a lean to the way I walk

And they get it like gold

G-O-L-D G-O-L-D, it's gold

G-O-L-D G-O-L-D, that's...

I got a good thing with a bad bitch, that's rare bitch

She don't even like you hoes, she'll walk in the room take errr bitch

Gold

G-O-L-D G-O-L-D, it's gold

G-O-L-D G-O-L-D, that's gold

Check it out

Gold is shiny, gold is fun

Some like taking gold with guns

A heart ain't gold if it don't like us

But go for the gold dumb fuck, good luck

A golden boy man good as gold

Golden rule is, "Don't lose your soul."

Piss on power

Golden shower

Golden rays of sun grow my dope

Look at my gold

Going for the gold 'fore a G get old

And his heart grow cold

I go-go-go for every year my career was slow

And seemed that it wouldn't go

And you should know we pitch these rhymes

Like Smoltz, like Glavine, like Maddox in ninety-five

And now we shine just like Eddie

Golden teeth from Greenbriar in ninety-nine

Can't be broke when you own gold rope

Pawn shops offering cash for those

Cash is fake though, gold accrues

I make my own gold, golden goose

Run down yellow brick roads toward riches

Just be sure to not trust no wizards

The golden age is now gone, admit it

All that's gold is not gold that glitters

Thirty-six inch Cuban as I'm movin' through Cuba

With a half a ki of gold on my neck (Shiiiit)

Call me Gaddafi and pay me in gold

'Cause your money ain't really worth shit

Just a piece of paper to promote propaganda

To keep you in debt and know your dick

I see these dope boys had shit right all along

Puttin' gold all in them they bitch

I got a bad girl

I got a brain-with-an-ass girl

She got a mean bop, I got a lean to the way I walk

And they get it like gold

G-O-L-D G-O-L-D, it's gold

G-O-L-D G-O-L-D, that's...

I got a good thing with a bad bitch, that's rare bitch

She don't even like you hoes, she'll walk in the room take errr bitch

Gold

G-O-L-D G-O-L-D, it's gold

G-O-L-D G-O-L-D, that's...