Dipped In Gold lyrics

[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Pimp them sl*ts, break them hoes, ridin' clean, smoke your dope
Dipped in gold on them Vogues, evidence that I'm chargin' hoes
Pimp them sl*ts, break them hoes, ridin' clean, smoke your dope
Dipped in gold-Dipped in gold-evidence that I'm chargin' hoes
Pimp them sl*ts, break them hoes, ridin' clean, smoke your dope
Dipped in gold on them Vogues, evidence that I'm chargin' hoes
Pimp them sl*ts, break them hoes, ridin' clean, smoke your dope
Dipped in gold on them Vogues, evidence that I'm chargin' hoes
Pimp them sl*ts, break them hoes, ridin' clean, smoke your dope
Dipped in gold, dipped in gold, evidence that I'm—

[Verse 1: B.C. Tha Hybrid]
Every-, everything I drop, b*tch, you know that it's gold
Six blunts, six bars, mind already too damn slow
I been up for six days, though, so I don't know
But I keep doing drugs 'til I'm numb to the bone, ayy
Poseidon, I'm droppin' these waves
Let you underly in my grave, give no f*ck what you say
B.C. is a God, you are a peasant to me
And I run my sh*t, f*ck your studio, b*tch
I'ma get it how I live, man, you can eat a di*k
Boy it's on when they come, everytime that I spit ..
Watch the speakers freeze when my bass hit
I'm focused and they noticin', I'm cold as sh*t, I'm on it, b*tch
[(Focused and they noticin', I'm cold as sh*t, I'm on it)]
[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Pimp them sl*ts, break them hoes, ridin' clean, smoke your dope
Dipped in gold on them Vogues, evidence that I'm chargin' hoes
Pimp them sl*ts, break them hoes, ridin' clean, smoke your dope
Dipped in gold on them Vogues, evidence that I'm chargin' hoes

[Verse 2: $lick $loth]
Codeine, pour up
Gold grill, glow up
Ice cube, snowin', on that Hi-Tech, potion
Duckin', fiendin'
Codeine the reason, I'm in your bushes creepin'
That drug addicted demon, methol lit, call my noose for the lick
$lick prefer the drugs over a b*tch
Six in the clip, six for the dead
Young junkie motherf*cker, and I'm sick 'til the end
Never pretend to f*ck with you or your clique, b*tch

[Verse 3: Ruby da Cherry]
b*tch, I bought a gold chain—not to wear it, just to have it
Then I changed my mind, and so I went and dipped it in some platinum
Now I'm shinin', now I'm actin'
See these hoes, they look for fashion
Look for clout, they look for captions
Don't be fooled by all the masses, all they want is f*ckin' status
f*ck a ho, that's why I'm rappin'
f*ck no hoes, just 'cause I'm rappin'
It ain't passion, while y'all f*ck, she nappin'
Hand that b*tch a f*cking napkin
Wipe your mouth, stop all that laughin'
Suck your soul and suck your talent
Only way to get some action
[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Pimp them sl*ts, break them hoes, ridin' clean, smoke your dope
Dipped in gold on them Vogues, evidence that I'm chargin' hoes
Pimp them sl*ts, break them hoes, ridin' clean, smoke your dope
Dipped in gold on them Vogues, evidence that I'm chargin' hoes