Gangsta Boo - Gold Teeth lyrics

[Project Pat:] (Yeah ni**a, yeah ni**a I got gold teeth ni**a I'm from the street ni**a You got some beef ni**a Yeah ni**a, yeah ni**a We keep the dope cookin And where I'm from grown men don't take no ass whoopin) Yeah ni**a, yeah ni**a I got gold teeth ni**a I'm from the street ni**a You got some beef ni**a Yeah ni**a, yeah ni**a We keep the dope cookin And where I'm from grown men don't take no ass whoopin Yeah ni**a, yeah ni**a I got gold teeth ni**a I'm from the street ni**a You got some beef ni**a Yeah ni**a, yeah ni**a We keep the dope cookin And where I'm from grown men don't take no ass whoopin [Tinashe & (Dev Hynes):] Feeling right (Feeling right) Feeling nice (Feeling nice) Feeling nice (Feeling nice) Check the price (Check the price) I'm on at night (I'm on at night) Cold at night (Cold at night) Ignore my phone (Ignore my phone) No reply (No reply) Prism got (Prism got) Me feeling old (Me feeling old) Sweat it out (Sweat it out) Watch it go (Watch it go) [Project Pat & (Gangsta Boo):] Real bad b*tches, get your ass on the pole (Yeah, ho) We gon' rumble in this ho (Yeah, ho) We gon' rumble in this ho (Yeah, ho) [Gangsta Boo:] Feeling great, feeling great b*tch I'm 'bout to take a flight Non-commercial, bae I'm flying private Where you wanna go tonight? I'm thinkin' Venus, you be thinkin' Mars Let me secure this bag, b*tch I'ma hit you up tomorrow 'Cuz I ain't got time for the bullsh*t Man, I'm trying to get rich Pussy power Yeah ni**a, yeah ni**a, that's the biz That's what you ain't I don't be smoking the dank Feeling so high at the bank Candy the paint Used to be matching the gas Used to me getting the cash [Project Pat:] Yeah ni**a, yeah ni**a I got gold teeth ni**a I'm from the street ni**a You got some beef ni**a Yeah ni**a, yeah ni**a We keep the dope cookin And where I'm from grown men don't take no ass whoopin' [Tinashe & Gangsta Boo:] Feeling right (Feel alright) Feeling nice (Feeling nice, yeah ho) Feeling nice (Feeling nice) Check the price (b*tch, check the price) I'm on at night (Ho, I'm on tonight) Cold at night (Man, it's cold at night) Ignore my phone (b*tch, ignore my phone) No reply (No reply, yeah, ho) [Project Pat:] Real bad b*tches, get your ass on the pole (Patta) We gon' rumble in this ho We gon' rumble in this ho (Ooh) Yeah, ni**a, yeah, ni**a I know they scared, ni**a Choppers popping, leg hitters Coming for head Get 'em up, get 'em gone I stay in my lane, man Diamonds in my chain, man Your b*tch got that brain game I'ma let this dick slang All in her esophagus Tickle in her tonsils My pockets are monstrous I'm just having fun with her But you got a problem, huh? She told me about this Say your flow gon' make me rob 'em, huh? 452 is Northern, huh? Don't you make this a problem, huh? (We gon' rumble in this ho We gon' rumble in this ho) Yeah, ni**a, yeah, ni**a I got gold teeth, ni**a I'm from the street, ni**a You got some beef, ni**a Yeah, ni**a, yeah, ni**a We keep the dope cookin' And where I'm from Grown men don't take no ass whoopin' [Tinashe:] Feeling right Feeling nice Feeling nice Check the price I'm on at night Cold at night Ignore phone No reply [Project Pat:] Yeah, ni**a, yeah, ni**a Go get your boys, ni**a I bring the noise, ni**a So bring your toys, ni**a Yeah, ni**a, yeah, ni**a You got your drama, boy Marijuana, boy I'll shoot your mama, boy