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I got a car full of stash And I want to sell it Got some tickets and hash And now I want to sell it You wanna take out the trash You wanna go around and tell it I got a car full of stash Now you can go to hell with it I'm about to get myself home I'm about to get on the plane so come on over and see it come on over and see it We want to take your gold We want to take your gold Move right in and steal the mold We want to take your gold I got some shit on a boat And I want to move it A crate of guns and a goat And I want to move it You wanna put on your hat yeah You say you need to prove it You wanna see where it's at I'm gonna say that you blew it We want to take your gold We want to take your gold Move right in and steal the mold We want to take your gold And we're gonna get your soul We're gonna get your soul The weights are on the scale and they show That we are here to get your soul Letras de canciones I got a box at my house And I want you to get it You know that box at my house I don't want you to fret it I'll call'em up in advance I'll put the key around your neck I'll be here doing a little dance And you can pick a card - You pick a card from the deck We want to take your gold We want to take your gold Move right in and steal the mold We want to take your gold And we're gonna get your soul We're gonna get your soul Get it in a move so bold We're gonna get your soul From Letras Mania