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Waking up aggravated

Stupid shit man I hate it

Bitches lyin' bitches cryin'

Suicidal get in line

Gettin mine bouncin freaks

Loosing sleep countin sheep

Absolute cash and loot

Men in black packin heat

Born and blazin' rotten raisin'

Fingers up time to waive 'em

Show these players playin that they better get there ass to prayin

There won't be nuttin but dice after the cut in the gut

I am not like 'em there gonna wish they never pushed my button

The door is shuttin and a knife will do you no good

You gettin nuttin while I rock here in Hollywood

I'll tell you somethin else you can take it to the bank

I don't give a fuck what none of y'all people think

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

The Golden Cobra

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

The Golden Cobra

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

The Golden Cobra

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

The Golden Cobra

Feelin Korn going blind

Free as hell doin' time

I'm insane can't complain

Flush you turds down the drain

Down the hatch throwin craps

Throwin matches on the gas

Check the match check the will

Check the ride payin bills

Burnin mouths wanna smile

If you're feelin versatile

Versus why flippin bitches

Grindin trucks skatin ditches

Hatin all the Harley hatin knife is slicin shit like bacon

Sick and tired you is fired

I'm the truth and you's the liar

The door is shuttin and a knife will do you no good

You gettin nuttin while I rock here in Hollywood

[Limp Bizkit - Gold Cobra Lyrics on

I'll tell you something else you can take it to the bank

I don't give a fuck what none ya'll people think

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

The Golden Cobra

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

The Golden Cobra

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

The Golden Cobra

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

The Golden Cobra

Oh ya listen what I'm tellin you (I'm tellin you)

There's only one king on this hill it sure as hell ain't you

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

The Golden Cobra

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

The Golden Cobra

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

The Golden Cobra

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

The Golden CobraWaking up aggravated

Stupid shit man I hate it

Bitches lyin' bitches cryin'

Suicidal get in line

Gettin mine bouncin freaks

Loosing sleep countin sheep

Absolute cash and loot

Men in black packin heat

Born and blazin' rotten raisin'

Fingers up time to waive 'em

Show these players playin that they better get there ass to prayin

There won't be nuttin but dice after the cut in the gut

I am not like 'em there gonna wish they never pushed my button

The door is shuttin and a knife will do you no good

You gettin nuttin while I rock here in Hollywood

I'll tell you somethin else you can take it to the bank

I don't give a fuck what none of y'all people think

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

The Golden Cobra

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

The Golden Cobra

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

The Golden Cobra

Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

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