Triple Gold Sox Song Lyrics

Description:- Triple Gold Sox Lyrics E-40 & Too Short are Provided in this article. This is a new song which is sang by famous Singer E-40 & Too Short. This song is from Ain’t Gone Do It / Terms and Conditions album. This Song will release on 16 December 2020.

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Song:– Triple Gold Sox

Singer:– E-40 & Too Short

Album:– Ain’t Gone Do It / Terms and Conditions

Producer:– Ant Banks

Written:– E-40 & Too $hort

Label:– Heavy On The Grind Entertainment, Trunk Productions, 3T Entertainment & EMPIRE

Triple Gold Sox Lyrics E-40 & Too Short

[Verse 1: Too $hort]
I said, bitch (Bitch), get in the car
I’ma make you a famous movie star
Look at the camera when it’s time to pop
And smile (Do it), that’s the money shot
I’m in this motherfucker dipped in gold
King Tut (King Tut), from head to toe
I’m talkin’ so much shit to this bitch (So much shit)
That she ain’t never had no shit like this (Never had no shit like this)
It’s so gold, put me in the game, I’m so cold (So cold)
I don’t give a fuck about no ho (None of ’em)
You already know, though (She know)
It’s me and five bitches, six-deep in the four do’ (Hey)
I’m gettin’ all the money (Caked up)
She can’t get nothin’ from me (I’m caked up)
I said lay on your back, face up
Open them legs, bitch, make some

[Chorus: E-40]
Triple gold socks (Triple gold socks)
Triple gold socks (Triple gold socks)
Triple gold socks (Triple gold socks)
Bust through the mayonnaise tires with triple gold socks
Triple gold socks (Triple gold socks)
Triple gold socks (Triple gold socks)
Triple gold socks (Triple gold socks)
Triple gold socks (Triple gold socks), uh

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[Verse 2: E-40]
Grew up in the hood playin’ with Glocks and Sigs (Glocks and Sigs)
Long money, like the Golden Gate Bridge (Golden Gate Bridge)
Playa from the Hemp-alaya all about his cabbage, savage
Ghetto motherfucker like the owner of the Dallas Mavericks
Shootin’ dice on the blocks, rocks, runnin’ from the cops
Chops in my Chevy box non-stop (Stop)
Ball out, ball out (Ball out), never fall out wit’ your folks
Crawl out on hundred spokes
It’s all gravity, all up in your hole like a cavity
Strategy, mesmerized the broad with the flattery
Savagely, for the energy like a battery
Duracell (Duracell), copper top, Eveready (Duracell)
Fully automatic TEC, on the set caked up (Caked up)
Cookies in the oven, ready, baked up (Baked up)
Booger-green candy paint, no more slangin’ rocks
Bust through the mayonnaise tires with triple gold socks, uh

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Triple Gold Sox Lyrics E-40 & Too Short

Triple Gold Sox Song Lyrics

Triple Gold Sox Lyrics E-40 & Too Short

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