Imaginary Gold Lyrics & Chords By White Chris

Smellin like Dolce Gabana I could probably hit ya baby mama, skurr Blowin on a pound of marijuana Presidential kush, Im talkin Obama Keep a lot of guns, Im young Osama And...read more

When it's really hot, we go to the river and swim When we go fishing we catchin' the brim When the river's high we jump off the bridge When we get home we play some didge When...read more

This will be the last time That you lie to me This will be the last time I’m too blind to see This will be the last time That you lie to me That you leave me, cry, cry,...read more

Uhh, Well lets get to business All you boys some snitches And yall tryna take my riches Ya girl grant my wishes She came and did my dishes Sending me hugs and Kisses But...read more

Have you ever really really really wanted anything You're invited, you won't like it, I can't tell you anything Except to bring a bottle of very finest whiskey Drink it in the...read more