Gold

[Intro: Thelonious Martin]
What’s good world it’s WTPZ Radio
Right now we got an exclusive for y’all
It’s your man Thelonious Martin
Checking in with some brand new Topaz Jones for that ass

[Chorus: Floyd Fuji]
You were hotter as a blonde (Ah)
But I wouldn’t say I mind that your roots showin’
Couldn’t wait to be a momma (Ah)
Bet all the neighborhood boys put the moves on ya’
Why you springing for designer? (Ah)
A white tee with some jeans, it’s a look for ya’
Gold is leaking through the blinds (Ah)
We ain’t sleeping through the night

[Verse 1: Topaz Jones]
Yeah, yeah, they say sex is a weapon, I think it’s a narcotic (Uh)
Niggas starin’ at her titties, couldn’t stick to the topic (Uh)
Outside the club with no plug, that’ll fit in the socket (Uh)
Carry the clutch for the blush, lipstick in the pockеt
Pay the phone, cable, rеnt, when she get the deposit (Ah)
She tryna keep her waist thin as skeletons in her closet (Yeah)
She got her “round the way” fit and her runway fresh (Ah)
They want that little black dress and Sunday’s best (Yeah)
If she do go on a date, it’s typically through an app (Ah)
And five minutes into dinner, realizing he doesn’t appetize her
Spacing out at the table, say I’m an astronaut (Ah)
I told her all the places I’d take her if I had a rocket
Red glare, brake lights, I’m a playwright (Ah, Skrrt)
We all putting on a show to hide the stage fright (Yeah)
Take a bow, they throwing flowers at your feet (Ah)
Know you proud to tell them all about how I was counting sheep on you

[Chorus: Floyd Fuji]
You were hotter as a blonde (Ooh, ahh)
But I wouldn’t say I mind that your roots showin’
Couldn’t wait to be a momma
Bet all the neighborhood boys put the moves on ya’
Why you springing for designer? (Designer, Ah)
A white tee with some jeans, it’s a look for ya’
Gold is leaking through the blinds (Hey)
We ain’t sleeping through the night

[Verse 2: Topaz Jones]
Ay, hey say sex is a weapon, you my executioner (Ah)
In that dress, thought you could have stood next to Lucifer
Hot mess but I clean up nice, you gotta say (Ah)
Take a life if that’s really the price I gotta pay (Ha, ha, ha)
I’m not a player, I’m just crushing on you love (Ah)
Might tell a lie if you ask is it true love
Two doves, one stone don’t always do it (Ah)
Ask my dogs, yeah we all been through it
Why do I try so hard to hide myself? (Myself, ah)
And end up sitting here beside myself (Myself)
With these long faces, like Earth, Wind, and Fire bassist (Ah, yeah)
And cars race, but not at this heart’s pace, stop playin’ wit me
The game over, a Lil Flip of the switch could shed light on the most (Ah, uh)
The red wine for the toast, the Cuervo for the nightcap (Woo, ah)
That’s when we really got raw, dropped the polite act, I like that
You follow your own trends, you rock with your old friends (Woo, yeah)
When niggas shootin’ their shot, then you promise to goaltend
And I could be more tender, though I’m a low spender
Didn’t know it then, now I can tell that you were meant for me

[Bridge]
Ba-ba da-da-da ha-ha (Ah, uh, ah, damn)
Ba-ba da-da-da ha-ha (Ah, huh, yeah, you were meant for me)
Ba-ba da-da-da ha-ha, ooh (Ah, Ah)

[Chorus: Topaz Jones]
You were hotter as a blonde
But I wouldn’t say I mind that your roots showin’
Couldn’t wait to be a momma, uh
Bet all the neighborhood boys put the moves on you
Why you springing for designer? (Designer, huh)
A white tee with some jeans, it’s a look for ya’
Gold is leaking through the blinds
(Gold is leaking through the blinds)
Still ain’t sleeping through the night, no (Hey)

[Outro]
Haha, aw man
The story always ends the same way, damn
Ground control, shit
Uncle Fred ran the numbers before, when it was illegal
And couldn't see
They had him in court and tried to convict him
And he made the judge and the, the attorneys look like a fool
He said: "How could you convict a blind man for running numbers?"
Haha
They were speechle- they had no argument (Haha)
They had to let him go
Wow
But he did it
Hahaha
He did it