Gold Woman by Sommy Lovell Lyrics

Quote from the song “Gold Woman” by Sommy Lovell

As the woman on the side is tryna get her makeup on
I’m asking the love of my life if a nigga can take her home
My side woman say I’m getting duped by sly women
And my lover ask “You put all this time in a side woman?”
Said roll with me and I’ma make sure that you see LA
You messing with these hoes, would you trade me to keep your john woodened?
It’s funny cus she’s been messing with all of my idols
And I tell her that when I meet ‘em they’ll all become rivals
Said she hate it when them niggas get awards
Cus instead of thanking her, they’re giving praise to that man in the Bible
Why you get upset? There ain’t even a title with it
Hell why you think I would take what we got and trifle with it?
Ironic how the side woman said we would be together
I would cancel dates to put hours towards writing you letters
I was getting used to your heartbeat on every measure mesh forever
As I measured and finally planned out how
I was gon’ stand out how, everybody who ain’t
Contribute or wasn’t on it would probably have the hands out now
Do you have any idea how long the trip was?
Me and my niggas fantasized man I hope she picks us
Damn, ‘member Interscope had entered the scope
Remember vividly that very last winter we spoke
Girl I finally fixed that telephone
And I was even cool with letting you do your thing whenever you brought your fellas home
I guess it’s crazy how we letting you rock
It was probably different ever since you lost Biggie and Pac
Your ultimatum said “You with me or not?” For me to enter that slot
Avoid being just a machine and come to jack from these pots
You filled with this gold; make bread after we mold the key to this lock
Left me stranded for saying it’s singlehanded
Now peep where son had landed
Next door to your bedroom
Crowning the next to do it like, let me get some head room
And then after all the bases, reach the ticket in between your legs
I heard it’s flying when diving off of that platinum ledge
And I’m really dying for trying, what more I gotta prove?
My side woman and my soul, what more I gotta lose?

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As the woman on the side is tryna get her makeup on
I’m asking the love of my life if a nigga can take her home
My side woman say I’m getting duped by sly women
And my lover ask “You put all this time in a side woman?”
Said roll with me and I’ma make sure that you see LA
You messing with these hoes, would you trade me to keep your john woodened?
It’s funny cus she’s been messing with all of my idols
And I tell her that when I meet ‘em they’ll all become rivals
Said she hate it when them niggas get awards
Cus instead of thanking her, they’re giving praise to that man in the Bible
Why you get upset? There ain’t even a title with it
Hell why you think I would take what we got and trifle with it?
Ironic how the side woman said we would be together
I would cancel dates to put hours towards writing you letters
I was getting used to your heartbeat on every measure mesh forever
As I measured and finally planned out how
I was gon’ stand out how, everybody who ain’t
Contribute or wasn’t on it would probably have the hands out now
Do you have any idea how long the trip was?
Me and my niggas fantasized man I hope she picks us
Damn, ‘member Interscope had entered the scope
Remember vividly that very last winter we spoke
Girl I finally fixed that telephone
And I was even cool with letting you do your thing whenever you brought your fellas home
I guess it’s crazy how we letting you rock
It was probably different ever since you lost Biggie and Pac
Your ultimatum said “You with me or not?” For me to enter that slot
Avoid being just a machine and come to jack from these pots
You filled with this gold; make bread after we mold the key to this lock
Left me stranded for saying it’s singlehanded
Now peep where son had landed
Next door to your bedroom
Crowning the next to do it like, let me get some head room
And then after all the bases, reach the ticket in between your legs
I heard it’s flying when diving off of that platinum ledge
And I’m really dying for trying, what more I gotta prove?
My side woman and my soul, what more I gotta lose?