letra de golden wind! - mol$
mol$
my name giorno, i got a dream
sh-t on me, and then you’ll feel my real father’s lazer beam
gotta keep planting my friends off the ground
using my stand just to help my home town, like huh
requiem coming my way
love me or hate me i’m spitting away, like (yeah)
you will never reach that day
have another rohan ova, like, sh-t
okay i tried to f-ck trish but she made my d-ck soft
so fly in this b-tch, aerosmith with the glock
king crimson, i’m shifting the time
’cause i just f-cked a b-tch and time-skipped and she never even saw, okay
unzipping her pants, now got sticky fingers
mister just shot himself, oh i f-cking figured
i’m just talking, yo -ss the man in the mirror
b-tch you don’t want the smoke, purple haze a stinger
k!lling these rappers, the golden experience
lovin’ our music, our friends they be screaming
they p-ssy -ss haters, oasis ain’t hearing it
polpo he chose me, my standard’s bi-curious, aye
never going down, no green day, b-tch
only going up like bruno, b-tch
loaded s-x pistols with only mc virgins
hits and lil’ b-tch, i got 1 through 6
abbachio rip, he be dead dead dead
look like he related to xxx
trish on yo’ knees, give me head head head
prophet i’m the greatest, so yes yes yes
pizza mozzarella
spaghetti
mozzarella pizza
pizza
tomato sauce
mozzarella
zippin’ up my pants like bruno
yes yes yes, let me suck that, you know, uh
swear i’m not g-y, but i’m proud
eat that sh-t, then i turn her around
get all these b-tches like harem, i’m jojo
pull off my pants then i fight like i’m mojo
give your main b-tch a whole golden experience
leave her on read, she still feeling curious
i’ll pull out my stando, just pull out your thong
she look at my echoes, it’s heavy and long
beat on my d-ck, with some hamon
bruno bucciarati, he made a good capo
i swear i can tell when these b-tches ain’t loyal
ain’t got no money and ain’t got no morals
shout out araki, forgetting a lot
but he still the goat, man don’t think i forgot
diavalo of death, number two
rupture his eardrums with bruh effect #2
wammu and kars did a number
but i’m doing 69 mudas and counting (sh-t)
my name giorno, i got a dream
sh-t on me, and then you’ll feel my real father’s lazer beam
gotta keep planting my friends off the ground
using my stand just to help my home town, like huh
requiem coming my way
love me or hate me i’m spitting away, like (yeah)
you will never reach that day
have another rohan ova, like, sh-t
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