Gold Daytonas - The Game, Dom Kennedy

Gold Daytonas

(Hundred spokes for my dogs and my locs', why?)

Ride with it on us

(You know we got it)

Yeah, gold Daytonas

(The motherfuckin' wheels)

Ride with it on us

You ever seen a nigga get shot by the Staples Center?

Next day you watchin' Bron Bron with them staples in 'em (Lake Show)

Yeah, came for the ruckus

Head to toe, dipped in Supreme, I’m like a Cutlass

Fuck it, let loose on niggas

Spill my Goose on niggas, two tears in a bucket (Want all the smoke)

Three-wheel motion in the Bentley truck

See 12 and hold the Remy up (Fuck 12)

Need at least a hundred thousand 'fore we go in clubs ('Fore we what?)

'Fore we pour them shots ('Fore we what?)

'Fore we throw them dubs

West Side to New York, niggas show me love (Niggas know)

Front row at the Grammys and they know we thugs

Gold Daytonas

(Hundred spokes for my dogs and my locs', why?)

Yeah, ride with it on us

Uh, what you know about it?

Gold Daytonas

(Hundred spokes for my dogs and my locs', why?)

Ride with it on us

(Ride)

Yeah

Check my pocket, got a lot of hundreds

And all my ladies got flat stomachs, uh

At Saint Laurent when the shipment come in

Shrimp Fettuccini then hop back in the Benz (Uh)

Got AMG on the seat covers, they love us

Leimert Park to the Rucker, I’m with Chuck

Get pressed for your Chucks

Matte black on the truck

Cuban Link on tuck

Ace of Spades in my cup, uh

You wanna give me what I need, baby?

My seat on recline while she suck on mine, uh

Game told me, «Go 'head, switch the style up»

And if they hate, then let 'em hate

Then they gon' end up down one

Gold Daytonas

(Hundred spokes for my dogs and my locs', why?)

Ride with it on us

(Uh, you know we got it, nigga)

Yeah

(Ayy)

Gold Daytonas

(Hundred spokes for my dogs and my locs', ayy)

Ride with it on us

(Ride, ride, ride, ride)

Aight

(Ha ha)

Ayy, dawg, West Side on these niggas

(Fuck bitches)

Ayy

(Fuck bitches)

Yeah, yeah