Goldest Songtext
von Walker Hayes
Goldest Songtext
Hold up, let′s talk about gold stuff
Hold up, yeah we gon' talk about gold stuff
Gold medals hangin′ on
Michael Phelps' collarbone
I don't need ′em, I don′t need 'em, I don′t need 'em
He can keep ′em, he can keep 'em, he can keep ′em
Golden Globes like candles
Lightin' up Meryl Streep's mantle
She can take ′em, she can take ′em, she can take 'em
Imma leave ′em, Imma leave 'em, Imma leave ′em
Girl, you remember that T.V. show in the late 80s?
With all them old Betty White ladies
They were golden
But you're so much golder
Imma, Imma, Imma, Imma have to show you
How to spell your name correctly
G-O-L-D-E-S-T
Feel the shine from my Rolex (feel the shine from my Rolex)
Said, baby you the goldest (baby you the goldest)
Fact is um
Baby I love you
Platinum, wishes it was you
No offense goldfish (no offense goldfish)
Said baby you the goldest (baby you the goldest)
Baby, you are the goldest
Baby, you are the goldest
Gold records on the walls
Decorating Graceland′s halls
I love Elvis, Elvis, Elvis
But I ain't jealous, jealous, jealous
Golden gloves, catchin' dust
Filling up Greg Maddux′s mancave (Greg who?)
Bet he has some good stories from the glory days (Bet he do)
But I′d rather have you on my résumé
Girl, you remember that ticket in that old Willy Wonka movie?
With them oompa loompas, singin' "oompa loompa doompity" right?
That was bright
But, it can′t outshine ya
Baby, let me remind ya
How to spell your name correctly
G-O-L-D-E-S-T
Feel the shine from my Rolex (feel the shine from my Rolex)
Said, baby you the goldest (baby you the goldest)
Fact is um
Baby I love you
Platinum, wishes it was you
No offense goldfish (no offense goldfish)
Said Baby you the goldest (baby you the goldest)
All them girls at the party
Glitter on their bodies
Imma have to call 'em fools
Whatever, you know I know better
Everything that glitters ain′t you
All them girls at the party
Glitter on their bodies
Imma have to call 'em fools
Whatever, you know I know better
Everything that glitters ain′t you
Imma show you
How to spell your name correctly
G-O-L-D-E-S-T
Feel the shine from my Rolex
Said, baby you the goldest
Fact is um
Baby I love you
Platinum, wishes it was you
No offense goldfish
Said baby you the goldest
Baby, you are the goldest
Baby, you are the goldest
Baby, you the goldest
Hold up, yeah we gon' talk about gold stuff
Gold medals hangin′ on
Michael Phelps' collarbone
I don't need ′em, I don′t need 'em, I don′t need 'em
He can keep ′em, he can keep 'em, he can keep ′em
Golden Globes like candles
Lightin' up Meryl Streep's mantle
She can take ′em, she can take ′em, she can take 'em
Imma leave ′em, Imma leave 'em, Imma leave ′em
Girl, you remember that T.V. show in the late 80s?
With all them old Betty White ladies
They were golden
But you're so much golder
Imma, Imma, Imma, Imma have to show you
How to spell your name correctly
G-O-L-D-E-S-T
Feel the shine from my Rolex (feel the shine from my Rolex)
Said, baby you the goldest (baby you the goldest)
Fact is um
Baby I love you
Platinum, wishes it was you
No offense goldfish (no offense goldfish)
Said baby you the goldest (baby you the goldest)
Baby, you are the goldest
Baby, you are the goldest
Gold records on the walls
Decorating Graceland′s halls
I love Elvis, Elvis, Elvis
But I ain't jealous, jealous, jealous
Golden gloves, catchin' dust
Filling up Greg Maddux′s mancave (Greg who?)
Bet he has some good stories from the glory days (Bet he do)
But I′d rather have you on my résumé
Girl, you remember that ticket in that old Willy Wonka movie?
With them oompa loompas, singin' "oompa loompa doompity" right?
That was bright
But, it can′t outshine ya
Baby, let me remind ya
How to spell your name correctly
G-O-L-D-E-S-T
Feel the shine from my Rolex (feel the shine from my Rolex)
Said, baby you the goldest (baby you the goldest)
Fact is um
Baby I love you
Platinum, wishes it was you
No offense goldfish (no offense goldfish)
Said Baby you the goldest (baby you the goldest)
All them girls at the party
Glitter on their bodies
Imma have to call 'em fools
Whatever, you know I know better
Everything that glitters ain′t you
All them girls at the party
Glitter on their bodies
Imma have to call 'em fools
Whatever, you know I know better
Everything that glitters ain′t you
Imma show you
How to spell your name correctly
G-O-L-D-E-S-T
Feel the shine from my Rolex
Said, baby you the goldest
Fact is um
Baby I love you
Platinum, wishes it was you
No offense goldfish
Said baby you the goldest
Baby, you are the goldest
Baby, you are the goldest
Baby, you the goldest
Writer(s): Peter Christian Good, Walker Hayes, Nicholas Ruth, Josh Jenkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com