
Stay Gold Run The Jewels
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[Intro: Killer Mike, Pony Boy]
Say, "Dad, uncle El, stay gold"
Dad, uncle El, stay gold
[Hook: El-P, Killer Mike, both]
Ay, I got a bad girl, I got a brain-with-an-ass girl
She got a mean bop, I got a lean to the way I walk
And they get it like gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, it's gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, that's—
I got a good thing with a bad bitch, that's rare, bitch
She don't even like you hoes, she'll walk into a room take errr bitch, gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, it's gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, that's gold
[Verse 1: El-P]
I got a bad girl, I got a brain-with-an-ass girl
She got a mean bop, I got a lean to the way I walk
And I get it like gold
All you fucking frauds can keep juggling lava rocks, I'm non-compliant
I'll define it, nothing servile, all defiance
You're gonna love how we ride to the gates on a lion, high and smiling
Me and Mike, we just think alike, we can't stop high-fiving
I'm not a running man, I'll do the wop on you hoes, then grab the dough
I hit a lick every time that we park the bus, then it's time to go
Say, "Dad, uncle El, stay gold"
Dad, uncle El, stay gold
[Hook: El-P, Killer Mike, both]
Ay, I got a bad girl, I got a brain-with-an-ass girl
She got a mean bop, I got a lean to the way I walk
And they get it like gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, it's gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, that's—
I got a good thing with a bad bitch, that's rare, bitch
She don't even like you hoes, she'll walk into a room take errr bitch, gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, it's gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, that's gold
[Verse 1: El-P]
I got a bad girl, I got a brain-with-an-ass girl
She got a mean bop, I got a lean to the way I walk
And I get it like gold
All you fucking frauds can keep juggling lava rocks, I'm non-compliant
I'll define it, nothing servile, all defiance
You're gonna love how we ride to the gates on a lion, high and smiling
Me and Mike, we just think alike, we can't stop high-fiving
I'm not a running man, I'll do the wop on you hoes, then grab the dough
I hit a lick every time that we park the bus, then it's time to go
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