Pot of Gold - Travis Porter, 2 Chainz

She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD

She on a wet t-shirt contest

She gonna twerk that ass, no stress

She on a wet t-shirt contest

She gonna twerk that ass, no stress

She on a wet t-shirt contest

She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna twerk that ass, no stress

She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD

Pulling up to the restaurant, we look like a certain kind

Young nigga just flexing, hon, your bitch like a leprechaun

And I bet she going for the gold medal, shorty is a gold digger

I’m in a room full of hoes, we only like four niggas

Now drop it low for me, you know you gotta drop it low for me

Go ahead and pussy pop it all for me, girl, show me what I’m not supposed to see

Can you make it shake, shake like a tortilla, now a nigga coming back like a

dope fiend

I love it when she twerking, wet t-shirt for the whole team

Turn up

She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD

She on a wet t-shirt contest

She gonna twerk that ass, no stress

She on a wet t-shirt contest

She gonna twerk that ass, no stress

She on a wet t-shirt contest

She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna twerk that ass, no stress

She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD

Gold teeth, gold chain, throw big wheels, wish I had a boat length

No nigga, no rope game

All my niggas go forward, no soul plane

See, I like you, bitches, I like coupes, booths missing

I just made her do it for a brick of raw, ate with two bitches

Sayonara, drinking sake in a Panamera

Shorty got them double Ds, shorty got no underwear

I got a pot of gold, gotta go, calico, foul

Not gonna dope down, nut the whole crowd

You, you, you look back at me

I got a trick up my sleeve like I’m doing magic

We gonna roll up the weed then hit magic

Big ol' double Ds and she lost any

Walk around the mansion, got no panties

White girls, they white steeze

Trade no codeine, dog, I’m in the matrix

Well, your boys looking for me for 35, huh

Young dog, ball hard, didn’t get money

Is it the jewels, the track, your bitch really love me

Got old school hoes screaming come at me

Most of these niggas, they rather be funny

Money coming both, can’t keep this money

Timb man got his hoes on the pole

Pop that pussy for a pot full of gold

She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD

She on a wet t-shirt contest

She gonna twerk that ass, no stress

She on a wet t-shirt contest

She gonna twerk that ass, no stress

She on a wet t-shirt contest

She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna twerk that ass, no stress

She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD

Shorty work that ass, don’t stress, I like the way you fit in that dress

She ain’t got no draw, that’s a guess, you can come to the crib, be my guest

Damn, bust it all for a real nigga, and for my lil' nigga

And I’mma still hit you cause I don’t care

We can slide to the club, say she in love with a thug

Say she try to get drunk and she wanna look good

Gonna bust it open for him, show him this loving

Say you want that gold, gonna show him what you can do

She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD

She on a wet t-shirt contest

She gonna twerk that ass, no stress

She on a wet t-shirt contest

She gonna twerk that ass, no stress

She on a wet t-shirt contest

She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD

She gonna twerk that ass, no stress

She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD