Gold Wrappers - Rick Ross&B Smyth

Oh, yeah, oh

Diamond in the back, sun roof top

Deep in the sin and we'll see where a gangster lean

Yeah rooftop, seen a couple friends at the bar baby

Oh, and on my mind all I'm thinking 'bout is

who I'm taking home with me

Oh, yeah show the ropes,

I'm going through the motions

And I guess we can call it the pregame, oh

But now we on the clouds,

got you gripping on my jocks

Check on the rocks,

and we ain't even get back to the car

Oh, well she just wanna show love,

give a fuck 'bout the finer things

Oh you do, she just wanna do drugs,

roll something and get high with me

Oh, well she just wanna show love,

she can't wait for us to leave the scene

And leave 'em gold wrappers on the nightstand,

she my one night fan

And leave 'em gold wrappers on the nightstand, oh

You get the foreign cars and the foreign bags

She avoid the Black Fridays and all the sale tags

Say she found that out, funny through my snaps

Realise I was a hustler, now she love my raps

The filly only focused for the time being

Mansions and motels and cities I'm dying to see

Saw your best friend,

she offered me her phone number

Iced out, gave her ass the cold shoulder

I represent you cause you represent me

It all come to light how we move in the streets

Rubbing on your neck and kissing on your knees

Gold wrappers, we rolling up, we twisting trees

But now we on the clouds,

got you gripping on my jocks

Check on the rocks,

and we ain't even get back to the car

Oh, well she just wanna show love,

give a fuck 'bout the finer things

Oh yeah, she just wanna do drugs,

roll something and get high with me

Oh, well she just wanna show love,

she can't wait for us to leave the scene

And leave 'em gold wrappers on the nightstand,

she my one night fan

And leave 'em gold wrappers on the nightstand, oh

Body to body, the night is now

Round after round, I need more than Bud

Promise you'll get your fantasy

Panties fall down, that's some autumn leaves

Body to body, the time has come

Going to the morning sun

Put your red lipstick on me

Call up the Uber cause it's time to leave

Oh, well she just wanna show love,

give a fuck 'bout the finer things

Oh yeah, she just wanna do drugs,

roll something and get high with me

Oh, well she just wanna show love,

she can't wait for us to leave the scene

And leave 'em gold wrappers on the nightstand,

she my one night fan

And leave 'em gold wrappers on the nightstand, oh

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