Gold Medals Lyrics

“Gold Medals Lyrics” sung by Rick Ross, Meek Mill & Jeremih represents the English Music Ensemble. The name of the song is Gold Medals by Rick Ross.

[Chorus: Jeremih & Meek Mill]
Don’t ever let no man try to tell you what your place is (No)
Ain’t gotta change a thing about you, swear, that don’t make sense (BongoByTheWay)
The baddest, you already the baddest (You the baddest)
Do damage, love the way you do damage (You do damage)
Do that s^^t, love the way you do that s^^t, yeah, yeah (Do, do it)
The baddest, you already the baddest (You the baddest)
Do damage, love the way you do damage (You do damage)
Do that s^^t, love the way you do that s^^t, yeah, yeah (Yeah, uh)
(Maybach Music)

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
We was in Miami when I f^^ked you on the balcony
It was hittin’ so good, it made me put you on a salary
Takin’ all your time, I know your new n^^gas be tired of me
I got you actin’ allergic to these people, now you got allergies
I blessed you, ain’t no probably, I let you come and slide with me
Like Six Flags, this ain’t first class or economy
This big bag, on a big jet
Right beside me, got your mama and your auntie and them
Thinkin’ you hit the lottery like throw that s^^t, throw that s^^t, she throwin’ it
A^^ fat, she showin’ it, she the baddest, knowin’ it
And I’m super savage, when you f^^k me, put some ho in it
When he asks you what your place is, just tell him that’s it’s over with, for real, you and me

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
You got the Richard Millie with the flooded dial
The most from out of town, they even know your style
OnlyFans is just to hold them down
Our romances on our own account, han
Mark Cuban, I live most of this rap s^^t (Yes)
I resort to sellin’ dust, talkin’ backflips (Yes)
My ambition, a potential, you call it urgency (Woo)
R.I.P. to Juice WRLD, he had the world to see (Woo)
I’m rollin’ up the weed, she bumpin’ Trippie Redd (Uh)
Before we go to eat, she know to give me head (Uh)
I know we in a league, competin’ by ourselves (Biggest)
I’m the only one you need, them other n^^gas failed
You’re not his first b^^ch I f^^ked either, baby

[Chorus: Jeremih]
Don’t ever let no man try to tell you what your place is (No)
Ain’t gotta change a thing about you, swear, that don’t make sense
The baddest, you already the baddest (You the baddest)
Do damage, love the way you do damage (You do damage)
Do that s^^t, love the way you do that s^^t, yeah, yeah (Do, do it)
The baddest, you already the baddest (You the baddest)
Do damage, love the way you do damage (You do damage)
Do that s^^t, love the way you do that s^^t, yeah, yeah

[Post-Chorus: Jeremih]
Do that s^^t (Don’t), do that
Do that s^^t, yeah, do that
Do that s^^t, yeah, do that
Do that s^^t, yeah

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Sit you on the top, I love to watch you levitate
L^^k you from the bottom to the top and every way
Eyes closed, let me describe to you just how you taste
Put them diamonds on your neck and drape ’em ’round your waist
Road to riches, I could tell you that’s a bumpy road
Every pair of heels, that’s just to make you touch your toes
When I f^^k you on the beach, I’m tryna touch your soul
Birthday s^^, that’s only when I f^^k you slow
I done shared a lot, b^^ch, you can get the most
I prepared the pot, so now let’s make a toast
No longer just my b^^ch, it’s time to take an oath
I’ve been watchin’ Jay and Bey and I’ve been takin’ notes
Real talk, Biggest, uh

[Post-Chorus: Jeremih]
Do that s^^t (Don’t), do that
Do that s^^t, yeah, do that
Do that s^^t, yeah, do that
Do that s^^t, yeah

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