Gold Tips - Playdough, Sean Patrick

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You know what time is it

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So don’t trip

G-O-L-D-T-I and P

G-O-L-D-T-I and P

G-O-L-D-T-I and P

G-O-L-D-T-I and P

Get off my

Get off my

Peace to my folks that ready to let it wild out

Something you can turn up loud and just wide out

Something you can rock when you’re late for school

It’s gold tip lifestyle man we making rules

Yeah we breaking rules, yeah we playing fools

And don’t look surprised at me I said we make it cook

Man we been knowing that, bodying tracks

Gold tip all stereo audio jacks

It used to short out, like it would hardly play

Then Sean said «Bro, don’t you got some RCA’s?»

I said «Dog, you know I keep a grip in the shoebox

In my underwear drawer right under the tube socks.»

I flip off the lid and then I fish one out

Then Sean was like «Look, this is what I’m talking about

It’s all silver, fool, this ain’t no quality jack

Looks like you picked this little buster up at Radio Shack.»

I felt real dumb, cuz it all was true

And he looked and said, «Cat, here’s what you gotta do:

Get a tip ring sleeve make sure that it’s gold

It’s a little more pricey, but it’s worth it I’m told.»

And that’s knowledge, some things are worth the price

Now gold tips is a metaphor for my whole life

There’s no half-stepping, we’re all the way live

And we don’t take shorts, and we don’t take fives

We got the style that was right now

Marty McFly sent it to my Paypal

I was going 88 miles per hour

And then ker-plow

Get off my

Get off my

G-O-L-D-T-I and P

G-O-L-D-T-I and P

G-O-L-D-T-I and P

G-O-L-D-T-I and P

You want the gold?

You got the gold