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Gold (feat. Molly Post & Greg Mack) [Extended] Video (MV)




Performed By: Kay Tana
Language: English
Length: 5:21
Written by: Evan Keith, Gregory Mack, Molly Post
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Kay Tana - Gold (feat. Molly Post & Greg Mack) [Extended] Lyrics
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Whoa, whoa
Hopped out the low
Everybody see
That I'm shining like gold
And I know, and I know
Everybody want mo'
Cuz I keep it one hundred
No less and no mo'
Whoa
Get down low
The speakers knock loud
And I sold out a show
And I know
Nobody like me
Got the same flow
So let it go
On a different level
Same stuff everyday
Gets a lil' old
So why slow down if your name ain't Moe?
One, here comes the two to the three to the four
Everybody drunk out on the dance floor
Album just dropped, and I got ten more
If you think I suck, well, here's one more!
You aint some kid wit the next trend
You just a kid, tryna make ends meet
Your just a kid not my friend
I don't care if you like what you see
If you do it like me
Then you're doing it wrong
This is my show
Not yours, lil bro
If you do it like me
Then you're doing it wrong
Do ya own thing
Don't copy my flow
Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up
When I grab the mic, the drip don't stop
Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up
When I grab the mic, the drip don't stop
Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up
When I grab the mic, the drip don't stop
Whoa, whoa
Hopped out the low
Everybody see
That I'm shining like gold
And I know, and I know
Everybody want mo'
Cuz I keep it one hundred
No less and no mo'
Whoa, whoa, got 'em like whoa
Whoa, whoa, I got 'em like whoa
Whoa, whoa, I got 'em like whoa
Whoa, whoa, oh god
You can find me shining, Gold
If I could define it, I would never get old
You can find me shining, Gold
If I could define it, I would never get old
You can find me shining, Gold
If I could define it, I would never get old
You can find me shining, Gold
If I could define it, I would never get old
Whoa, whoa, got em like whoa (Gold)
Whoa, whoa, got em like whoa (Gold)
Whoa, whoa, got em like whoa (Gold)
Whoa, whoa, got em like whoa (Gold)
(Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up, when I grab the mic the drip don't stop)
Whoa, whoa
Hopped out the low
Everybody see
That I'm shining like gold
And I know, and I know
Everybody want mo'
Cuz I keep it one hundred
No less and no mo'
(Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up, when I grab the mic the drip don't stop)
Oh god
Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up
When I grab the mic the drip don't stop
Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up
When I grab the mic the drip don't stop
Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up
When I grab the mic the drip don't stop
Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up
When I grab the mic the drip don't stop
Whoa, whoa
Hopped out the low
Everybody see
That I'm shining like gold
And I know, and I know
Everybody want mo'
Cuz I keep it one hundred
No less and no mo'
Whoa, whoa
Hopped out the low
Everybody see
That I'm shining like gold
And I know, and I know
Everybody want mo'
Cuz I keep it one hundred
No less and no mo'
(Oh God)
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English

Whoa, whoa
Hopped out the low
Everybody see
That I'm shining like gold
And I know, and I know
Everybody want mo'
Cuz I keep it one hundred
No less and no mo'
Whoa
Get down low
The speakers knock loud
And I sold out a show
And I know
Nobody like me
Got the same flow
So let it go
On a different level
Same stuff everyday
Gets a lil' old
So why slow down if your name ain't Moe?
One, here comes the two to the three to the four
Everybody drunk out on the dance floor
Album just dropped, and I got ten more
If you think I suck, well, here's one more!
You aint some kid wit the next trend
You just a kid, tryna make ends meet
Your just a kid not my friend
I don't care if you like what you see
If you do it like me
Then you're doing it wrong
This is my show
Not yours, lil bro
If you do it like me
Then you're doing it wrong
Do ya own thing
Don't copy my flow
Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up
When I grab the mic, the drip don't stop
Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up
When I grab the mic, the drip don't stop
Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up
When I grab the mic, the drip don't stop
Whoa, whoa
Hopped out the low
Everybody see
That I'm shining like gold
And I know, and I know
Everybody want mo'
Cuz I keep it one hundred
No less and no mo'
Whoa, whoa, got 'em like whoa
Whoa, whoa, I got 'em like whoa
Whoa, whoa, I got 'em like whoa
Whoa, whoa, oh god
You can find me shining, Gold
If I could define it, I would never get old
You can find me shining, Gold
If I could define it, I would never get old
You can find me shining, Gold
If I could define it, I would never get old
You can find me shining, Gold
If I could define it, I would never get old
Whoa, whoa, got em like whoa (Gold)
Whoa, whoa, got em like whoa (Gold)
Whoa, whoa, got em like whoa (Gold)
Whoa, whoa, got em like whoa (Gold)
(Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up, when I grab the mic the drip don't stop)
Whoa, whoa
Hopped out the low
Everybody see
That I'm shining like gold
And I know, and I know
Everybody want mo'
Cuz I keep it one hundred
No less and no mo'
(Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up, when I grab the mic the drip don't stop)
Oh god
Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up
When I grab the mic the drip don't stop
Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up
When I grab the mic the drip don't stop
Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up
When I grab the mic the drip don't stop
Hit the nae nae right, watch my hand go up
When I grab the mic the drip don't stop
Whoa, whoa
Hopped out the low
Everybody see
That I'm shining like gold
And I know, and I know
Everybody want mo'
Cuz I keep it one hundred
No less and no mo'
Whoa, whoa
Hopped out the low
Everybody see
That I'm shining like gold
And I know, and I know
Everybody want mo'
Cuz I keep it one hundred
No less and no mo'
(Oh God)
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Writer: Evan Keith, Gregory Mack, Molly Post
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