Soulja Boy - Pharoah lyrics

I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh Rolex on my wrist, man, it cost a new Camaro Flexing through the hood, flexing through the ghetto Young Soulja Boy, I'm dunking, man, I feel like mellow Flexing through the hood I know this b**h know me Balling on these n***as, man, I feel like Kobe These n***as don't know new me or they know the old me These n***as don't know the new me or don't know the old me sponsored links I'm feeling like an igloo, all my ice is frozen These n***as sway, jacking hard, they swag is stolen I'm hopping out the whip, I'm rolling in a foreign I'm in the club, VIP 'cause I'm very important All this gold got me feel like a king Ride through the hood with 30 bricks and a G All this gold on me, I'm feeling like a pharaoh I'm shooting at the club so all you n***as get low I'm coming out the water strapped up just like Rambo And Soulja Boy be fresh, I post it up in camo And all these n***as know that I could duck a kilo AK 47, tell these n***as duck or get low I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh I got all this gold on me like a pharaoh All these money on me and I keep on getting it Y'all can start guaping man, I'm getting millions Wake up in a money swag, like I k**ed them Shoot money out the roof, word around town SODB sipping on the juice Pouring up a four and I'm pouring up a deuce I got that Actavis and it came in by the two They came and got me, know that Soulja Boy be balling, too I'm riding through the hood, now everything is new So gold on my neck, you can look at the chosen Man, I peet, ain't a fool, I still talk the tune Versace backpack, I ain't sitting on 22s So much money, b**h, I could've bought the school Pharaoh