Lyrics Gold - Alicai Harley, Kenny Hayes

Gold - Alicai Harley, Kenny Hayes
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gold, artist - Alicai Harley
Date of issue: 19.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English

Gold

Gyal yuh
Gyal yuh
Gyal yuh
Gyal yuh
Gyal yuh
Gyal yuh
Gyal yuh spend…
Gyal yuh spend too much time wining
Make me introduce ya to fine dining
Put you inna Louis, ah no just Cavalli
Sweat out yuh hair an' give you money
Gyal yuh spend too much time wining
Make me introduce ya to fine dining
Put you inna Louis, no just Cavalli
Sweat out yuh hair an' give you money
Cause ah you alone, lone, lone, lone, lone
Ah you get the gold, gold, gold, gold, gold
Cause ah you alone, lone, lone, lone, lone
Ah you get the gold, gold, gold, gold, gold
Boy me nah stop chat yuh
Flex good an' yuh stack proper
Real brudda, real Don dadda
Boy me nah stop chat yuh
Flex good an' yuh stack proper
Real brudda, real Don dadda
He said «I know that you the hot shot» (yeahhh, yeah, yeah)
But it don’t hurt to give me a try
I know that you the 'hot shot' (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But I can still light up your life
Me nah leff yuh
Give yuh everyting yuh want
Independent but you are my star
Me nah bex yuh
Them gyal yeah don’t stan' a chance
Yuh X-rated but still keep it classy
Boy yuh spend too much time talking
Make me introduce yuh to fine wining
Lock arf yuh phone until ah mornin'
Cook up yuh food and give you nani
Boy yuh spend too much time talking
Make me introduce yuh to fine wining
Lock arf yuh phone until ah mornin'
Cook up yuh food and give you nani
Cause ah you alone, lone, lone, lone, lone
Ah you get the gold, gold, gold, gold, gold
Cause ah you alone, lone, lone, lone, lone
Ah you get the gold, gold, gold, gold, gold
Boy me nah stop chat yuh
Flex good an' yuh stack proper
Real brudda, real Don dadda
Boy me nah stop chat yuh
Flex good an' yuh stack proper
Real brudda, real Don dadda
Boy me nah stop chat ya
No other gyal can comfort you
On go when ah money them a member you
Boy me nah style pon you
Ride wi' me like tricycle
Anyting me waan, me a call Papa
From you never catch me slippin' when I said he was a friend
Tell them me say nuttin' nuh go suh
Them say yuh wukless an' you have a next man ah pay me rent
Tell them me say nuttin nuh go suh
Nah, nah, nah… nah, nuhnah… nuhuh, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah… nah nuhnah… nuhuh, nah, nah
(Yeahhh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Nuh, nuh nuh, nuttin, nuh nuhh
Oh nuh, nuh, nuttin', nuh nuhh
Oh nuh, nuh, nuttin' ah go so
Gyal yuh spend too much time wining
Make me introduce ya to fine dining
Put you inna Louis, nuh just Cavalli
Sweat out yuh hair an' give you money
Boy yuh spend too much time talkin'
Make me introduce yuh to fine winin'
Lock arf yuh phone until ah mornin'
Cook up yuh food and give you nani
Cause ah you alone, lone, lone, lone, lone
Ah you get the gold, gold, gold, gold, gold
Cause ah you alone, lone, lone, lone, lone
Ah you get the gold, gold, gold, gold, gold
Boy me nah stop chat yuh
Flex good an' yuh stack proper
Real brudda, real Don dadda
Boy me nah stop chat yuh
Flex good an' yuh stack proper
Real brudda, real Don dadda
(Real brudda, real Don dadda
Real brudda, real Don dadda
Real brudda, real Don dadda
Real brudda, real Don dadda)

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