All Gold Everything (feat. D-Boss) - Slim Thug & Paul Wall Lyrics


Featuring D-Boss
(Hook)
Put a hole my nigga, that pussy poppin, that magic city
Got the strong my nigga, that cole max, that shit with me
Smoking mean my nigga, that don't pass that shit to me

This one for my niggas, and bitches bout that money



(Verse)

Gold all in my rang, gold all in my chain

Bad bitches give me they brains

All my hoes so insane

I stay smokin on them planes

Coastin on them swings,

Poking up them lames, I'm so fly I need me some wings

I got the baddest bitches in texas

Brightest diamonds in my necklace

We smoke the best, you smoke and stress

I eat papados for breakfast

Every line watching them texans

We super throw I'm thinking Super Bowl

Shit I'm tryina pick which coup to road

The Camaro cold but the Rarri hoe

1 50 on 45, 1 80 on the billway

In the boondocks ridin in my drop

Out where that boy pow wow stay

I'm the club king on the club scene

50 knocks fetish a dream

I'm pulling out every week something clean

Leaving with a bitch that you see in your dreams



(Hook)

Put a hole my nigga, that pussy poppin, that magic city

Got the strong my nigga, that cole max, that shit with me

Smoking mean my nigga, that don't pass that shit to me

This one for my niggas, and bitches bout that money



(Verse)

All gold everywhere,

Got a few different chains, I keep a spare

New jewels every week I don't play fair

A new slab once a year like a state fair

Talking down catch your faith like short hair

Perforated leather on my chair

It's check season, quala test is treason

You square as a cube I'm so clear

I'm real, drink, sip,

Drop a 4 in the 20 that's a Kobe Bryant

I'm a Texan wild, we a tipper

I put the ‘Lac on the streets and you haters got quiet

I'm watching The Rockets play the Clippers,

From Texas to Cali like mowlin rine

O only drive when slippin

I got a meat scale showing nipples

All I do is pull broads like wisdom teeth without tryin

All I do is cover up my neck and wrist with diamonds

I don't fuck with no boppers so don't tell me who shining

And I don't fuck with no haters, so don't knock a man for grinding



(Hook)

Put a hole my nigga, that pussy poppin, that magic city

Got the strong my nigga, that cole max, that shit with me

Smoking mean my nigga, that don't pass that shit to me

This one for my niggas, and bitches bout that money



(Verse)

This one here's for them hustlers,

Who don't really, really, really want for nothing

Who keep a bad bitch and keep a couple cars

And with a side hoe know we just fucking

She smoked my blunt then we sexin

She smoked my blunt and we sexin

What started out with us texting

Lead to me getting head at the intersection

D boss I be him, a street cat I represent that

Hit my plug on my trampoline

They told me I already sent the pack

Working and it's gone, check out my watch, it cost bout a hund

And I ain't finna break nothing down

But I bet that I stay in my zone

All I know is go get it,

She called and told me come get it

I told the bitch that I was on my grind

But later on I'ma get in her kitty

This one here direct,

Strip a flow, show naked

Represent for that Houston Texas

Check the watch, no necklace



(Hook)

Put a hole my nigga, that pussy poppin, that magic city

Got the strong my nigga, that cole max, that shit with me

Smoking mean my nigga, that don't pass that shit to me

This one for my niggas, and bitches bout that money

All Gold Everything (feat. D-Boss) lyrics !!!