Job Jetson - Gold Skin lyrics

[Chorus] Tattoos on her Gold Skin Backing up her lower end All that a** got me throwing Ben Franklin' there he go again, there he go again Damn girl you going in [Hook 1] Love watching you perform Backstroking in the money on the floor Look up- watch it rain down hundreds, rain down hundreds Rain down hundreds (down, down, down, down) [Hook 2] You the sh**, you- you the sh** Yeah- f** these hoes you the b**h [Verse 1] Got me f**ing up commas like I got bad grammar She wanna lay up but I think I'ma slam her Slap a** like its backboard I NBA JAM her And I ain't tryna wait for it So maybe I'll, maybe I'll, pay for it Slide in that p**y like skateboard (uh) I'm talking XXX games I think thats an even exchange Baby let me explain Maybe I'm in love with the- [Chorus] Tattoos on ya Gold Skin Uh, or the way you be backing up your lower end All that a** got me throwing Ben Franklin' there he go again, there he go again Damn, you going in [Verse 2] Girl your thick as Actavis And I can tell you been practicing f** it throw it backwards then I'm about to slap it with a stack of tens Thinking maybe we should cut this club sh** short like an acronym Molly, we took half of them Now we faded like a gradient Them cheeks clapping like the Superbowl stadium Had to tell her- [Hook 2] You the sh**, you- you the sh** Yeah- f** these hoes you the b**h [Verse 3] Enough foolishness, staring at that gluteus Thinking about all the things that I would do to it Tip, tipping you got me running through this sh** But I ain't even tripping I'm just thanking God you exist [Chorus] Tattoos on her Gold Skin Back back backing up her lower end All that a** got me throwing Ben Franklin' there he go again, there he go again Damn, you going in f** it, run them all [Hook 1] Love watching you perform Backstroking and the money on the floor Look up- watch it rain down hundreds, rain down hundreds Rain down hundreds (down, down, down, down)