Kanye West
Gold
[Intro Chorus: The-Dream]
Gold all on my body
Got that rosé all in my body
And them strobes all on your body
And your soul all on my body
I need you-ooh-ooh
Told her I need you, baby

[Verse 1: Pusha T & The-Dream]
Yeah, gold all on my body
New beginner, kitchen full of blenders (Yeah)
One agenda (Hello?), drop it in a ninja (You)
Hold the limos, might just pay your renter (You-ooh-ooh, ay)
No pretender, shoutout to the cinder (Yeah)
Real life, real life, drop tops in December
Coldest winters ever, we gon' win forever
Cuatrocientos ochenta y ocho, we gon' spin together
Black and yellow, Wiz Khalifa petals, sit on blended leather
What more can I tell you? The kilo is 26
You text me - I text back, they come in with 20 bricks

[Bridge: Pusha T]
The plug is the outlet, and I am not outch'yet
These drug dealers singalongs, now whatchu know 'bout that?

[Chorus: The-Dream]
Gold all on my body
Got that rosé all in my body
And them strobes all on your body
And your soul all on my body
I need you-ooh-ooh
Told her I need you, baby
Yeah, gold all on my body
Girl, them diamonds all on my body
Girl, you shining all on my body
Girl, keep grinding all on my body
I need you-ooh-ooh, babe
Honey, I need you-ooh-ooh, babe
[Verse 2: Pusha T & The-Dream]
Yeah, gold all on my body
We not worried 'bout no other n***as, we them other n***as (Babe)
You bust down a Rollie, I bust down a brick, then I flood it, n***a (You)
I am not to be compared to you rappers, Eazy-Duz-It, n***a (You-ooh-ooh)
I am more Eazy, you tryin' your best to become me, n***a (Yeah)
She like them bottles with bubbles in it
Buy her Loewe and other linen
Why would I wait when there's other women?
Why would I hate? We in love with winnin', ooh! (You)
Buy her bundles, fly her out, bring her friend, I try her out
Ain't no worries findin' out, the details is ironed out (Gold)
Easily they plays along (Ro-), hopin' that I play a song (Gold)
Love to fuck to trap music
Dope money just came along, ooh

[Bridge: Pusha T]
The plug is the outlet, and I am not outch'yet
These drug dealers singalongs, now whatchu know 'bout that?

[Chorus: The-Dream]
Gold all on my body
Got that rosé all in my body
And them strobes all on your body
And your soul all on my body
I need you-ooh-ooh
Told her I need you, baby
Yeah, gold all on my body
Girl, them diamonds all on my body
Girl, you shining all on my body
Girl, keep grinding all on my body
I need you-ooh-ooh, babe
Honey, I need you-ooh-ooh, babe
Yeah