Yeah, Who's the champ? Yeah.
C'mon, check this:
Wakin up aggravated, stupid Shit, man I hate it
Bitches lyin, bitches cryin,suicidal, get in line
Gettin mine, bouncin freaks, losin sleep, countin sheep
Absolute, cash and loot, men in black packin heat
Born and blazin rotten raisin fingers up time ta wave'm
Show these playas playin that they better get their ass to prayin
There will be nothin but dice after the cuttin' I'm guttin em
Like a fish they're gonna wish they never pushed my button
The door's shuttin and a knock will do you no good
You're gettin nothin while I rock here in Hollywood
I'll tell ya somethin else you can take it to the bank
I don't give a f*ck what none of y'all people think
Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all
Golden Cobra
Oh, Uh, That's right, yeah (shut the f*ck up!) that's right
Feelin Korn, goin blind, free as hell, doin time
I'm insane, can't complain, flush you turds down the drain
Down the hatch, throwin craps, throwin matches on the gas
Check the math check the wheels check the ride pay the bills
Burnin miles, harder smile if you're feelin versatile
Verses wild, flippin bitches, grindin trucks, skatin ditches
Hatin hard but hardly hatin, knife and slice your shit like bacon
Sick and tired, you is fired, I'm the truth and yous the liar
The door's shuttin and a knock will do you no good
You're gettin nothin while I rock here in Hollywood
I'll tell ya somethin else you can take it to the bank
I don't give a f*ck what none of y'all people think
Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all
Golden Cobra
Oh yeah listen what I'm tellin you (I'm tellin you)
There's only one king on this hill It sure as hell ain't you
Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all
Golden Cobra
Gold Cobra Video (MV)
Performed By: Limp Bizkit
Written by: JOHN EVERETT OTTO, SAMUEL ROBERT RIVERS, WESLEY LOUDEN BORLAND, WILLIAM FREDERICK DURST
Limp Bizkit - Gold Cobra Lyrics
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Yeah, Who's the champ? Yeah.
C'mon, check this:
Wakin up aggravated, stupid Shit, man I hate it
Bitches lyin, bitches cryin,suicidal, get in line
Gettin mine, bouncin freaks, losin sleep, countin sheep
Absolute, cash and loot, men in black packin heat
Born and blazin rotten raisin fingers up time ta wave'm
Show these playas playin that they better get their ass to prayin
There will be nothin but dice after the cuttin' I'm guttin em
Like a fish they're gonna wish they never pushed my button
The door's shuttin and a knock will do you no good
You're gettin nothin while I rock here in Hollywood
I'll tell ya somethin else you can take it to the bank
I don't give a f*ck what none of y'all people think
Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all
Golden Cobra
Oh, Uh, That's right, yeah (shut the f*ck up!) that's right
Feelin Korn, goin blind, free as hell, doin time
I'm insane, can't complain, flush you turds down the drain
Down the hatch, throwin craps, throwin matches on the gas
Check the math check the wheels check the ride pay the bills
Burnin miles, harder smile if you're feelin versatile
Verses wild, flippin bitches, grindin trucks, skatin ditches
Hatin hard but hardly hatin, knife and slice your shit like bacon
Sick and tired, you is fired, I'm the truth and yous the liar
The door's shuttin and a knock will do you no good
You're gettin nothin while I rock here in Hollywood
I'll tell ya somethin else you can take it to the bank
I don't give a f*ck what none of y'all people think
Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all
Golden Cobra
Oh yeah listen what I'm tellin you (I'm tellin you)
There's only one king on this hill It sure as hell ain't you
Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all
Golden Cobra
C'mon, check this:
Wakin up aggravated, stupid Shit, man I hate it
Bitches lyin, bitches cryin,suicidal, get in line
Gettin mine, bouncin freaks, losin sleep, countin sheep
Absolute, cash and loot, men in black packin heat
Born and blazin rotten raisin fingers up time ta wave'm
Show these playas playin that they better get their ass to prayin
There will be nothin but dice after the cuttin' I'm guttin em
Like a fish they're gonna wish they never pushed my button
The door's shuttin and a knock will do you no good
You're gettin nothin while I rock here in Hollywood
I'll tell ya somethin else you can take it to the bank
I don't give a f*ck what none of y'all people think
Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all
Golden Cobra
Oh, Uh, That's right, yeah (shut the f*ck up!) that's right
Feelin Korn, goin blind, free as hell, doin time
I'm insane, can't complain, flush you turds down the drain
Down the hatch, throwin craps, throwin matches on the gas
Check the math check the wheels check the ride pay the bills
Burnin miles, harder smile if you're feelin versatile
Verses wild, flippin bitches, grindin trucks, skatin ditches
Hatin hard but hardly hatin, knife and slice your shit like bacon
Sick and tired, you is fired, I'm the truth and yous the liar
The door's shuttin and a knock will do you no good
You're gettin nothin while I rock here in Hollywood
I'll tell ya somethin else you can take it to the bank
I don't give a f*ck what none of y'all people think
Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all
Golden Cobra
Oh yeah listen what I'm tellin you (I'm tellin you)
There's only one king on this hill It sure as hell ain't you
Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all
Golden Cobra
Writer: JOHN EVERETT OTTO, SAMUEL ROBERT RIVERS, WESLEY LOUDEN BORLAND, WILLIAM FREDERICK DURST
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group