Rick Ross, Meek Mill & Jeremih – Gold Medals Lyrics

Rick Ross, Meek Mill & Jeremih – Gold Medals Lyrics
Gold Medals
Rick Ross, Meek Mill & Jeremih
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    "Gold Medals." - Rick Ross, Meek Mill & Jeremih

    Album: Too Good To Be True
    Track No: 11

    Don't ever let no man try to tell you what your place is (no)
    Ain't gotta change a thing about you, swear, that don't make sense (bongo by the way)
    The baddest, you already the baddest (you the baddest)
    Do damage, love the way you do damage (you do damage)
    Do that shit, love the way you do that shit, yeah, yeah (do, do it)
    The baddest, you already the baddest (you the baddest)
    Do damage, love the way you do damage (you do damage)
    Do that shit, love the way you do that shit, yeah, yеah (yeah, uh)
    (Maybach Music)

    We was in Miami when I fuckеd you on the balcony
    It was hittin' so good, it made me put you on a salary
    Takin' all your time, I know your new niggas be tired of me
    I got you actin' allergic to these people, now you got allergies
    I blessed you, ain't no probably, I let you come and slide with me
    Like Six Flags, this ain't first class or economy
    This big bag, on a big jet

    Right beside me, got your mama and your aunty and them
    Thinkin' you hit the lottery like throw that shit, throw that shit, she throwin' it
    Ass fat, she showin' it, she the baddest, knowin' it
    And I'm super savage, when you fuck me, put some ho in it
    When he asks you what your place is, just tell him that's it's over with, for real, you and me

    Don't ever let no man try to tell you what your place is (no)
    Ain't gotta change a thing about you, swear, that don't make sense
    The baddest, you already the baddest (you the baddest)
    Do damage, love the way you do damage (you do damage)
    Do that shit, love the way you do that shit, yeah, yeah

    You got the Richard Mille with the flooded dial
    The most from out of town, they even know your style
    OnlyFans is just to hold them down
    Our romances on our own account, han
    Mark Cuban, I live most of this rap shit (yes)
    I resort to sellin' dust, talkin' backflips (yes)

    My ambition, a potential, you call it urgency (woo)
    R.I.P. to Juice WRLD, he had the world to see (woo)
    I'm rollin' up the weed, she bumpin' Trippie Redd (uh)
    Before we go to eat, she know to give me head (uh)
    I know we in a league, competin' by ourselves (biggest)
    I'm the only one you need, them other niggas failed
    You're not his first bitch I fucked either, baby

    Don't ever let no man try to tell you what your place is (no)
    Ain't gotta change a thing about you, swear, that don't make sense
    The baddest, you already the baddest (you the baddest)
    Do damage, love the way you do damage (you do damage)
    Do that shit, love the way you do that shit, yeah, yeah (do, do it)
    The baddest, you already the baddest (you the baddest)
    Do damage, love the way you do damage (you do damage)
    Do that shit, love the way you do that shit, yeah, yeah

    Do that shit, don't do that
    Do that shit, yeah, do that
    Do that shit, yeah, do that
    Do that shit, yeah

    Sit you on the top, I love to watch you levitate
    Lick you from the bottom to the top and every way
    Eyes closed, let me describe to you just how you taste
    Put them diamonds on your neck and drape 'em 'round your waist
    Road to riches, I could tell you that's a bumpy road
    Every pair of heels, that's just to make you touch your toes

    When I fuck you on the beach, I'm tryna touch your soul
    Birthday sex, that's only when I fuck you slow
    I done shared a lot, bitch, you can get the most
    I prepared the pot, so now let's make a toast
    No longer just my bitch, it's time to take an oath
    I've been watchin' Jay and Bey and I've been takin' notes
    Real talk, Biggest, uh

    Don't ever let no man try to tell you what your place is (no)
    Ain't gotta change a thing about you, swear, that don't make sense
    The baddest, you already the baddest (you the baddest)
    Do damage, love the way you do damage (you do damage)
    Do that shit, love the way you do that shit, yeah, yeah

    Do that shit, don't do that
    Do that shit, yeah, do that
    Do that shit, yeah, do that
    Do that shit, yeah

    Writer(s): Bongo ByTheWay, Derick Lassiter, Jeremih, Meek Mill, Rick Ross.

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