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Kojo Funds – Golden Boy lyrics
[Verse 1]
No one better than me all I hear is bla bla
The gyaldem call me sexy and they call me dada
Yeah I'm Kojo from the East side
Yeah I'm hot like lava
Let me flex up on my enemies, Tony Montana
Look at my belly
Big and round yeah me eat all the readies
Money come long
See me rap on the telly
The girl they like it
When I back out the semi
Say they want it
Let me ram it in their belly
For the money making disappear, Makaveli
Me a strong African me nar soft like telly
Me a go hard never go home for the penny
Try a nigga make it rain, [?] like confetti
Taking your belly yeah through the door now
Forget your feeling this loyal before it's on now
Disrespecting leave ya face up on da corner
I'm in a play with the pound and a dollar
Taking your belly yeah through the door now
Forget your feeling this loyal before it's on now
Disrespecting leave ya face up on da corner
I'm in a play with the pound and a dollar
[Chorus]
Who dares?
Nigga want to come compare
They ain't got no reason yeah
It's Golden Boy season yeah
It's for me yeah yeah
It's all lies
Talking like they get money from phone lines
I get money, can tell by my show lines
Chale, you know me yeah yeah
You know me yeah yeah
[Verse 2]
Mami would lie for me na uh
If the feds come for me na
Remember the thing i use to have on me na
Now we pop champagne and count the money now
Nigga we're missing like the lost and found
Running around and then we run in ya house
Now I'm getting money from way outta town
That's why they call me Golden Boy
And I'm feeling like
No one can be better than Ko
That's why it's a real niggas home
If they won't beef
Then I tell em it's home
Gyaldem say i'm bad to the bone
If there's someone before me
I'm taking the throne
Cuz a real nigga come from the road
Money Motivated gotta get this dough
Cuz I sing, me nar soft like foam
[Chorus]
Who dares?
Nigga want to come compare
They ain't got no reason yeah
It's Golden Boy season yeah
It's for me yeah yeah
It's all lies
Talking like they get money from phone lines
I get money, can tell by my show lines
Chale, you know me yeah yeah
You know me yeah yeah
No one better than me all I hear is bla bla
The gyaldem call me sexy and they call me dada
Yeah I'm Kojo from the East side
Yeah I'm hot like lava
Let me flex up on my enemies, Tony Montana
Look at my belly
Big and round yeah me eat all the readies
Money come long
See me rap on the telly
The girl they like it
When I back out the semi
Say they want it
Let me ram it in their belly
For the money making disappear, Makaveli
Me a strong African me nar soft like telly
Me a go hard never go home for the penny
Try a nigga make it rain, [?] like confetti
Taking your belly yeah through the door now
Forget your feeling this loyal before it's on now
Disrespecting leave ya face up on da corner
I'm in a play with the pound and a dollar
Taking your belly yeah through the door now
Forget your feeling this loyal before it's on now
Disrespecting leave ya face up on da corner
I'm in a play with the pound and a dollar
[Chorus]
Who dares?
Nigga want to come compare
They ain't got no reason yeah
It's Golden Boy season yeah
It's for me yeah yeah
It's all lies
Talking like they get money from phone lines
I get money, can tell by my show lines
Chale, you know me yeah yeah
You know me yeah yeah
[Verse 2]
Mami would lie for me na uh
If the feds come for me na
Remember the thing i use to have on me na
Now we pop champagne and count the money now
Nigga we're missing like the lost and found
Running around and then we run in ya house
Now I'm getting money from way outta town
That's why they call me Golden Boy
And I'm feeling like
No one can be better than Ko
That's why it's a real niggas home
If they won't beef
Then I tell em it's home
Gyaldem say i'm bad to the bone
If there's someone before me
I'm taking the throne
Cuz a real nigga come from the road
Money Motivated gotta get this dough
Cuz I sing, me nar soft like foam
[Chorus]
Who dares?
Nigga want to come compare
They ain't got no reason yeah
It's Golden Boy season yeah
It's for me yeah yeah
It's all lies
Talking like they get money from phone lines
I get money, can tell by my show lines
Chale, you know me yeah yeah
You know me yeah yeah
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