Ether Q - All Gold Everything Remix lyrics

[Ether Q] Going for the gold plaques on the wall Yeah gold but I'm cool if platinum involved Loosen up on the mic attack it with raw Yal stiff like the legs of Shaq when he fall Yal treat gold like running backs with a ball It's tucked cause you ba*tards actors and all Spitting that flame winning that game Big ups to the reverend Trinidad James Sick of mad lames trying to sit and grasp fame But they kicking raps sick and whack getting that chain See Ether be giving that pain the kid from that lane Of emotions I spit from picking that brain Mixtape 1.11.13 Words deep hit in ya brain like when you curb teeth Mixtape in as I'm sipping good vodka Hosted by Ice, that dude from Foot Locker? Damn your reading sk**s simply are lackin' He my sneaker connect at f**ing Footaction Midas touch writing tough fire up light and puff I am what you try and touch when shooting to be higher up Grind and bump find a s*ut plenty choices line em up Kind of drunk so he want them big hoes, firetruck Corny punchlines, that's that sh** they do like Ether Q likes a cute dyke in jeans that are too tight Girl let's hit the pad, menstruation Going down, returning spaceships How I'm clowning promoting my mixtape Game on my back, that's why I lift weights Shout out to those Disney girls gone bad in a second I'm in love with one, who, you guessed it Wanna see Miley get naked, WOO Wanna see Miley get naked, WOO I'm clowning girl it's just music I'm foolish Well, unless you're gon do it A couple years ago should been grasping the fame Thank god I just happened to wait practice and save Now I'm ready to attack and capture the game Meet Ether Q, though I'm fashionably late Hello world Get to know me Cause I ain't leaving anytime soon This ain't for no whack rappers This for them backpack rappers This for k**in the track rappers If you with this you like fact rappers