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Traduzione: The Alan Parson Project. The Gold Bug.
and gold teeth, so everywhere I go b*thces strike up conversations with me. About the way I talk, about the way I dress, About how my gold teeth look
of guilt your flowers wilt And it's all in the power of what you built You wanna lie in your casket with gold and silk As for I, wrap me in Kinte cloth
do it for the love of all television kind and that's fine, and that's fine... make me a star, I wanna touch gold hold me suspended in a dream, mearly
t no blood or crip but I got a glock 23 with a couple of clips And gold diggin hoes get the 22 (Buzzin) buzzin and you bug my crew [Chorus x2] [AMG] (
still in the box [Chorus] [Verse 3: Celph Titled] You couldn't tell me nothin back in '92 when I was wildin, duke Rockin British Knights, gold chains
in der Hand Wer hat sie Segel fest gespannt Wer tragt die See in seinem Herz Kennt keine Furcht und keinen Schmerz Wer bricht das Eis mit dem Bug Wer
ain't got no five, you gold-digger You wanna suga-daddy, go get you an old nigga I got money, I'm just here to bug you girl Can't get none, but you know
Chorus] [Dres] Baby pah, you're best to learn that we yearned And long earned, keep your concern, Black Sheep for the term Forget status, we go for gold
may think I'm foolish For the foolish things I do You may wonder how come I love you When you get on my nerves like you do Well baby you know you bug
twisted, act up, left in a casket Calculus professors can't even add my math up Too much hoes, never could be too much gold I poly with the crack, y'all
Who bang?, B'More and Wu Tang, new thang Mad at how we do thangs, RZA cop me two fangs Official, now I bite through gristle Gold teeth style in from Philly
me, he gets down when I want him to get down I put the heights in the crown I wrote the dead sea scrolls, I'm "Strictly Business" I made Erick and Parrish go gold
the money) It's all about the cash (still don't nuthin move but the dough) [Steele (Tek)] Outside (postered up, a Mr. Pool in my thugs) It's bug the