Gold Toilets - Chris Webby

Yeah I want

A couple milli in my debit account, and I want

A car so foreign it’s too hard to pronounce, and I want

A bong so big that I could light up an ounce, yeah I want

Solid gold toilet bowls in my house, yeah

(No, no) No more living with my mom and dad

Now they got a guest room in my balling pad

Got a salt water pool where the dolphin’s at

(Hello? Warren Buffet’s on the line) Shit, I’ll call him back

Can’t you see I’m tryna rap here, Mary?

Oh yeah, that’s Mary, my full-time secretary

She got no gag reflex, not at all

So uh, y’all can imagine how she got the job

My refrigerator full of champagne

Dresser drawer full of uncut cocaine

Turn my dining room into a fucking arcade

Yeah, that’ll be the day

Yeah I want

A couple milli in my debit account, and I want

A car so foreign it’s too hard to pronounce, and I want

A bong so big that I could light up an ounce, yeah I want

Solid gold toilet bowls in my house

I want that good life, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah I want, solid gold toilet bowls in my house

(With the, with the) With the helipad, and a live in chef

His name’s Jeff, and he keeps my kitchen fresh

Sautéing mushrooms with a chicken breast

And then we tag team hoes in my private jet

I got exotic pets, they all around me chilling

Stretch hot tub with a thousand women

And a, castle bigger than Bowser lived in

With a secret back room where I count my millions

Got money stacks stashed away

My garage got cars in a vast array

A whole island to myself like Castaway

Yeah, that’ll be the day

Yeah I want

A couple milli in my debit account, and I want

A car so foreign it’s too hard to pronounce, and I want

A bong so big that I could light up an ounce, yeah I want

Solid gold toilet bowls in my house

I want that good life, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah I want, solid gold toilet bowls in my house

I got 24 karats in my shower head, toilet bowl, and a frame that’s around my

bed (what)

I got Ms. America giving back rubs in my solid gold bathtub

Cause you know that I be

Living life like Mr. Deeds

With a diamond rolling tray where I twist my trees

So picture me, on every Forbes list you see

Cause I’ma get there eventually

(So everybody say)

Yeah I want

A couple milli in my debit account, and I want

A car so foreign it’s too hard to pronounce, and I want

A bong so big that I could light up an ounce, yeah I want

Solid gold toilet bowls in my house

Yeah I want

A couple milli in my debit account, and I want

A car so foreign it’s too hard to pronounce, and I want

A bong so big that I could light up an ounce, yeah I want

Solid gold toilet bowls in my house