Tekst piosenki ' Gold Grill BBQ (feat. Laganja Estranja) ' wykonawcy Krysta Youngs

I got my glasses on hair did with a big bow
Wet n wild slip n side oh here we go
Manicure pedicure on the front porch
But out back, we do it hardcore

Gold grill in my mouth
Gold grill on my car
Gold grill in my yard
Gold grill in my mouth
Gold grill on my car
Gold grill in my yard
Gold grill bbq

Carats in my mouth, supersized
Here come them blue and red, flashing lights
It ain’t a party till ya, ya served your rights
I got that
I got that
Gold grill
I got that cha cha cha ching credit card
Fireworks, red cups
Hotdogs from the dollar store
Finger licking ooh dat good
Drankin’ the cool aid
Gah gettin’ rowdy
I’m like a playboy
I like to party

Who dat dat knocking on my door
Ya’ll know what you came here for
Knockin’ em back till we hit the floor
Grabbin’ that meat like a carnivore
Gold grill in my mouth
Gold grill on my car
Gold grill in my yard
Gold grill bbq

I got my blender set on grind mode
I don’t be mixing with these fake hoes
Ya I’m the real thing no fools gold
I’m cha cha chia make your head grow
If you don’t like what I say
Than you can sachay away
I’m miss los ganja les ah
Fabulous everyday
I could wear my heels higher than yo gurl
When I do a split gonna change your world
Get you elevated, say my name
Lemme take a smoke break, ok

I got that I got that I got go gold
I got that I got that I got go go

Hello, hello allow me to introduce me
No I do not get out much because I’m always in the studio
Tinkermel m-e-l thought it’d help to spell it out
For all the writers here that rather see me fail
Then p-e-n one more h-i-t with my girl krysta youngs lyrical gold ain’t free
Lyrical gold ain’t free
You gotta pay for me