| It’s like golddust, you hear me coming through your speakers
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| You see me blocking off your airwaves
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| I know you can’t get enough of my sound
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| It’s like golddust, you hear me coming through your speakers
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| You see me blocking off your airwaves
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| I know you can’t get enough of my sound
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| I’m blasting all in your system, your new single, I missed it
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| I ride the beat like a disk jokey
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| I’m winning the race like I fixed it
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| I’m the main course and the fixings
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| Bitch, listen!
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| (I know you can’t get enough of my sound)
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| Wait a minute, bitch! |
| hold up, hold up, who you’re talking to?
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| I get several thousand dollars everytime I’m walking through
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| And the fireworks here they come too
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| The waitress bought a light show is like
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| (Gold Dust You Here Me Coming Thru Your…)
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| Gold hoops and my gold chain
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| Gold medals, no second place, that silver shit just don’t fit
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| And that bronze shit, just ain’t my taste!
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| Talking bad about you, well make sense
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| Cause you way up under my rank
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| Write these dope bars in my verses turn into gold bars in my bank
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| It’s like golddust, you hear me coming through your speakers
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| You see me blocking off your airwaves
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| I know you can’t get enough of my sound
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| It’s like golddust, you hear me coming through your speakers
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| You see me blocking off your airwaves
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| I know you can’t get enough of my sound
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| It’s like golddust, you hear me coming through your speakers
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| You see me blocking off your airwaves
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| I know you can’t get enough of my sound |