Apollo Gold - 20 Bands for Lunch Lyrics

This how I hit your party
Hit all the f*cking thotties (Thotties, thotties)

Versace Robe
Versace Robe
20 Toes
Hit you go
Let you fold
Let you Go
Cause I'm Gold
20 Bands for the Pose, Uh

Damn this shit is crazy
Yeah this beat it got me lazy
Got me drugged up
Got me so f*cked up boutta f*ck up
But I won't fold
Can't wear no sweaters keep it cold
Common Project on my toes
Hit the boys up smoke some mo

20 Bands in France
Diamonds when I dance
50s get them last
So bring the hunnits to the front
Hit you with the 50 pump
20 Bands I spent on lunch
And yeah dawg I just ate it up
20 Bands I spent on Lunch

Look at me how I figured it
How I want it why I didn't quit
Gone thru the rain gone thru the pain
Now 20 Bands when it rain
Margiela coat I just figured it
50 Clip and I spend it real real quick

You don't know Ima f*cking mystery
I be, I be, I be, I be, I be, I be
Killing it, Drilling it, Spilling it, Spilling it
Damn I spilled my Cup
Got my diamonds up
20 Bands for Lunch