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50 Gold Chains Video (MV)




Performed By: The OMB Twins
Length: 3:06
Written by: Marvin Tatum-Crawley




The OMB Twins - 50 Gold Chains Lyrics
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50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
Bout to flood the Patek
Bout to go stunt on my ex
Might go f*ck on ya bitch
Hit then on to the next
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
Bout to flood the Patek
Bout to go stunt on my ex
Might go f*ck on ya bitch
Hit then on to the next
Told that bitch she was a hotty
She gotta bad f*cking body
Hit that bitch right with the wang
F*cked her good right with my chains
She is a beast I can tame
Killed the pussy Issa shame
Beat is so fire go bang
Speedin so fast on you lames
Nigga this shit not a game
I am so fire like flame
Bitch is a dime or a dame
Can't believe where I came
Niggaz done came from the mud
Smoking that gas doing drugs
Smashing that bitch like a bug
Groupie hoes don't get no love
I got connects with the plugs
Flexin on Niggaz for fun
Eating too good spilling crumbs
Smoking that good in my lungs
Niggaz know I am the one
Money yea I got a ton
Bitches call me biggie I'm Pun
Always stay strapped wit the pump
Heard ya bitch got her tubes tied
Mary Jane imma get fried
Go right to the chinks nigga
4 wings with the shrimp fried
Nah nigga not no Popeyes
Connect with the plug like WiFi
Grind hard like I'm Kobe
Euro step like ginobli
Bad bitch she my trophy
Ass fat in its poking
F*ck nigga don't want problems
Blow ya spot like I'm osama
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
Bout to flood the Patek
Bout to go stunt on my ex
Might go f*ck on ya bitch
Hit then on to the next
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
Bout to flood the Patek
Bout to go stunt on my ex
Might go f*ck on ya bitch
Hit then on to the next
Hit you up right with that choppa
Yea I'm jus talkin that lama
I'm bout them stacks and them commas
Nigga you don't want no drama
Gettin so high like a kite
Smoking that gas gettin right
Trappin them birds off a bike
Layin the wood Giving pipe
Bitch stay callin my phone talkin bout she is a dike
She is a dike
Strapped wit the tool like I'm Mitch
Nigga I ain't playin the bench
Nigga I'm all in the field
Driving so fast in the wheel
Serving the weed and the pills
Servin til I get a deal
Niggaz never keep it real
Know I gotta keep it trill
Grinding til I get a mil
Grinding til I get a mil yea
War ready we go hard
Super sayin like Im gohan
Lame niggaz tryna rock me
Put the tool up to ya mouthpiece
Dish out work that's a dime piece
Copped a bezzle thats a time piece
Bum niggaz can't find me
Money on ya head thats a bounty
You Claim Philly but from the county
F*ck niggas can't clown me
Hater get the f*ck from round me
I'm Cooking work up in the kitchen
Bad bitch doing dishes
Selling snow like its Christmas
Stay with the soft like crisco
I'm making you dance like a disco
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
Bout to flood the Patek
Bout to go stunt on my ex
Might go f*ck on ya bitch
Hit then on to the next
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
Bout to flood the Patek
Bout to go stunt on my ex
Might go f*ck on ya bitch
Hit then on to the next
FUCKISTHEYTWINS
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50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
Bout to flood the Patek
Bout to go stunt on my ex
Might go f*ck on ya bitch
Hit then on to the next
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
Bout to flood the Patek
Bout to go stunt on my ex
Might go f*ck on ya bitch
Hit then on to the next
Told that bitch she was a hotty
She gotta bad f*cking body
Hit that bitch right with the wang
F*cked her good right with my chains
She is a beast I can tame
Killed the pussy Issa shame
Beat is so fire go bang
Speedin so fast on you lames
Nigga this shit not a game
I am so fire like flame
Bitch is a dime or a dame
Can't believe where I came
Niggaz done came from the mud
Smoking that gas doing drugs
Smashing that bitch like a bug
Groupie hoes don't get no love
I got connects with the plugs
Flexin on Niggaz for fun
Eating too good spilling crumbs
Smoking that good in my lungs
Niggaz know I am the one
Money yea I got a ton
Bitches call me biggie I'm Pun
Always stay strapped wit the pump
Heard ya bitch got her tubes tied
Mary Jane imma get fried
Go right to the chinks nigga
4 wings with the shrimp fried
Nah nigga not no Popeyes
Connect with the plug like WiFi
Grind hard like I'm Kobe
Euro step like ginobli
Bad bitch she my trophy
Ass fat in its poking
F*ck nigga don't want problems
Blow ya spot like I'm osama
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
Bout to flood the Patek
Bout to go stunt on my ex
Might go f*ck on ya bitch
Hit then on to the next
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
Bout to flood the Patek
Bout to go stunt on my ex
Might go f*ck on ya bitch
Hit then on to the next
Hit you up right with that choppa
Yea I'm jus talkin that lama
I'm bout them stacks and them commas
Nigga you don't want no drama
Gettin so high like a kite
Smoking that gas gettin right
Trappin them birds off a bike
Layin the wood Giving pipe
Bitch stay callin my phone talkin bout she is a dike
She is a dike
Strapped wit the tool like I'm Mitch
Nigga I ain't playin the bench
Nigga I'm all in the field
Driving so fast in the wheel
Serving the weed and the pills
Servin til I get a deal
Niggaz never keep it real
Know I gotta keep it trill
Grinding til I get a mil
Grinding til I get a mil yea
War ready we go hard
Super sayin like Im gohan
Lame niggaz tryna rock me
Put the tool up to ya mouthpiece
Dish out work that's a dime piece
Copped a bezzle thats a time piece
Bum niggaz can't find me
Money on ya head thats a bounty
You Claim Philly but from the county
F*ck niggas can't clown me
Hater get the f*ck from round me
I'm Cooking work up in the kitchen
Bad bitch doing dishes
Selling snow like its Christmas
Stay with the soft like crisco
I'm making you dance like a disco
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
Bout to flood the Patek
Bout to go stunt on my ex
Might go f*ck on ya bitch
Hit then on to the next
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
50 gold chains on my neck
Bout to flood the Patek
Bout to go stunt on my ex
Might go f*ck on ya bitch
Hit then on to the next
FUCKISTHEYTWINS
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Writer: Marvin Tatum-Crawley
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