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Dusty Glimmers of Gold Video (MV)




Performed By: Saze
Language: English
Length: 2:25
Written by: Osaze Akerejah




Saze - Dusty Glimmers of Gold Lyrics




Up jump the boogie, I glide over the pitfalls
I'm covered in rare fabrics and lip gloss
It got crazy at the after party
A couple hits of the Marley
To get it started
So I'm out East
Skirt in the brown Jeep
To sanctuary
She say she want me to leave the Punani dead and buried
I been carried
Through the threshold
I'm strong, the next fold
Pardon me, I've been a bit bold
But it's imperative we ignite bliss
At the bar with that French kiss
I had you soaking so much I could sail ships

Burning rubber, smell the tires
Walking on the wire
Run the summer, feel inspired
When you call me sire
Are you down to build an empire
With me, baby let's dig moats
Peel off in a big boat
Get lost wit my kinfolk
Oh, you could meet the click
Feel the heat of fifth
Of vodka
Choppers on the main deck
For you I'd blow a pretty pay check
Said you ain't quite sure if you feel safe yet
Babe, are we ever really safe
Life and death got a date
We don't get to pick
Every single breath's a gift
The present's a present
No bow
Now bow
Down
Give God the glory
We flirting with the future like Lori
You niggas straight bore me
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English

Up jump the boogie, I glide over the pitfalls
I'm covered in rare fabrics and lip gloss
It got crazy at the after party
A couple hits of the Marley
To get it started
So I'm out East
Skirt in the brown Jeep
To sanctuary
She say she want me to leave the Punani dead and buried
I been carried
Through the threshold
I'm strong, the next fold
Pardon me, I've been a bit bold
But it's imperative we ignite bliss
At the bar with that French kiss
I had you soaking so much I could sail ships

Burning rubber, smell the tires
Walking on the wire
Run the summer, feel inspired
When you call me sire
Are you down to build an empire
With me, baby let's dig moats
Peel off in a big boat
Get lost wit my kinfolk
Oh, you could meet the click
Feel the heat of fifth
Of vodka
Choppers on the main deck
For you I'd blow a pretty pay check
Said you ain't quite sure if you feel safe yet
Babe, are we ever really safe
Life and death got a date
We don't get to pick
Every single breath's a gift
The present's a present
No bow
Now bow
Down
Give God the glory
We flirting with the future like Lori
You niggas straight bore me
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Writer: Osaze Akerejah
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