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Ray Contour - Gold Bars Lyrics



Ray Contour - Gold Bars Lyrics
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Turn my head phones up
Uh
Stealth in the mix
Philly, New York, Jersey
East Coast Gold baby
Jump when the party gettin bump
Jump when the party gettin bump
And there party gettin bump
Cuz my homies showing up
New York New York
It's a jungle
In a forrest
I'm a florist
Deliver flowers
With super powers
On the scene since
They dropped the two towers
They cruise the night
Looking for after hours
They lose they life
If they don't stop
Drop and roll
You on fire boy
Your life is rock and roll
Out three nights in a row
Man you gotta go
Better go jump
If the cops outside
Don't get jumped
When the rivals wanna try
Shotty make em jump
Pump action on the side
Got some brand new junk
That they all gonna try
Like
Hold up hold up hold up hold up
Hold up hold up yo yo
Hold up hold up hold up
Ho ho ho ho hold up
Yo
Hey yo
Hey yo
Hey yo yo what's up
Hey yo
Hey yo
Hey yo yo what's up
Let's get this party poppin
Hotel lobby drop pin
Tick tock rockin
Til I'm stopping
Tick tock rockin
Til I'm stopping
Til I'm stopping
And I ain't stopping
Un uh
Uh
Punks keep it punk
To the greatest city on Earth
New York, I love you
Jump when the party gettin bump
Jump when the party getting bump
And there party getting bump
Cuz my shorties showing up
She's an uptown girl
Georgetown
Harvard law
She likes to party
Have a ball
Wake up 8 am
I have a call
To London
Planning a function
Or something
Punch drunk
I'm in love
Action
I'm a thug
Passive aggressive
Not at all
Ripping like Oasis
Wonderwall
James Bond
Thunder ball
Been in brawls
Graffiti bathroom stalls
I believe you
Can have it all
New York is
Magical
Let's talk about this
With a tilt in my lid
You ain't built shit
You just moved in to ya crib
You work in finance and
Your wife is a bitch
You're a tourist
You're a twit
There are homeless guys
On 45th
That I'd rather here spit
You an Amazon bitch
I'm from the jungle in with the sticks
I do not give a shit
I will punch you in the lips like
Hey yo
Hey yo
Hey yo yo what's up
Hey yo
Hey yo
Hey yo yo what's up
Let's get this
Party poppin
Hotel lobby drop pin
Tick tock rockin
Til I'm stopping
Tick tock rockin
Til I'm stopping
Jump when the party gettin bump
Jump when the party gettin bump
And the party gettin bump
Cuz Ray's showing up
Jump
Just jump
When the party gettin bump
Party gettin jump
When the homies show up
Jump boys here and they got
Stuff
Bump bump
Now the club lit up
Bottles gonna pop
Better cut a rug
Huh
Whatchu talkin bout
I can't understand
With my dick in your mouth
Plus it's loud
I don't wanna talk
She like Egyptian
I wanna walk
Damn you gotta
Love New York
For the sport
For the streets for the
Skaters
For the courts
Thanks
For the support
I got your back
But some people
Just can't even act
Let alone write
Or produce
Take directions
I'm critical
Make sound digital
Ray contour like a pigeon
I'll shit on you
Jump if you wanna Spread love
If you ain't spreadin love then shut the f*ck up
Hey yo
Hey yo
Hey yo yo what's up
Hey yo
Hey yo
Hey yo yo what's up
Let's get this party poppin
Hotel lobby drop pin
Tick tock rockin
Til I'm stopping
Tick tock rockin
Til I'm stopping
And I ain't stopping
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Turn my head phones up
Uh
Stealth in the mix
Philly, New York, Jersey
East Coast Gold baby
Jump when the party gettin bump
Jump when the party gettin bump
And there party gettin bump
Cuz my homies showing up
New York New York
It's a jungle
In a forrest
I'm a florist
Deliver flowers
With super powers
On the scene since
They dropped the two towers
They cruise the night
Looking for after hours
They lose they life
If they don't stop
Drop and roll
You on fire boy
Your life is rock and roll
Out three nights in a row
Man you gotta go
Better go jump
If the cops outside
Don't get jumped
When the rivals wanna try
Shotty make em jump
Pump action on the side
Got some brand new junk
That they all gonna try
Like
Hold up hold up hold up hold up
Hold up hold up yo yo
Hold up hold up hold up
Ho ho ho ho hold up
Yo
Hey yo
Hey yo
Hey yo yo what's up
Hey yo
Hey yo
Hey yo yo what's up
Let's get this party poppin
Hotel lobby drop pin
Tick tock rockin
Til I'm stopping
Tick tock rockin
Til I'm stopping
Til I'm stopping
And I ain't stopping
Un uh
Uh
Punks keep it punk
To the greatest city on Earth
New York, I love you
Jump when the party gettin bump
Jump when the party getting bump
And there party getting bump
Cuz my shorties showing up
She's an uptown girl
Georgetown
Harvard law
She likes to party
Have a ball
Wake up 8 am
I have a call
To London
Planning a function
Or something
Punch drunk
I'm in love
Action
I'm a thug
Passive aggressive
Not at all
Ripping like Oasis
Wonderwall
James Bond
Thunder ball
Been in brawls
Graffiti bathroom stalls
I believe you
Can have it all
New York is
Magical
Let's talk about this
With a tilt in my lid
You ain't built shit
You just moved in to ya crib
You work in finance and
Your wife is a bitch
You're a tourist
You're a twit
There are homeless guys
On 45th
That I'd rather here spit
You an Amazon bitch
I'm from the jungle in with the sticks
I do not give a shit
I will punch you in the lips like
Hey yo
Hey yo
Hey yo yo what's up
Hey yo
Hey yo
Hey yo yo what's up
Let's get this
Party poppin
Hotel lobby drop pin
Tick tock rockin
Til I'm stopping
Tick tock rockin
Til I'm stopping
Jump when the party gettin bump
Jump when the party gettin bump
And the party gettin bump
Cuz Ray's showing up
Jump
Just jump
When the party gettin bump
Party gettin jump
When the homies show up
Jump boys here and they got
Stuff
Bump bump
Now the club lit up
Bottles gonna pop
Better cut a rug
Huh
Whatchu talkin bout
I can't understand
With my dick in your mouth
Plus it's loud
I don't wanna talk
She like Egyptian
I wanna walk
Damn you gotta
Love New York
For the sport
For the streets for the
Skaters
For the courts
Thanks
For the support
I got your back
But some people
Just can't even act
Let alone write
Or produce
Take directions
I'm critical
Make sound digital
Ray contour like a pigeon
I'll shit on you
Jump if you wanna Spread love
If you ain't spreadin love then shut the f*ck up
Hey yo
Hey yo
Hey yo yo what's up
Hey yo
Hey yo
Hey yo yo what's up
Let's get this party poppin
Hotel lobby drop pin
Tick tock rockin
Til I'm stopping
Tick tock rockin
Til I'm stopping
And I ain't stopping
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Writer: Alexander Unger
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Performed By: Ray Contour
Language: English
Length: 4:19
Written by: Alexander Unger

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