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Asher Roth : Pot of Gold lyrics

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Asher Roth lyrics : "Pot of Gold"

Oooh Oooh
Oooh Oooh
Oooh Oooh

Right
I be on my own
Scouring the globe in designer clothes

Surfing on the waves, million dollar boats
Really want to stay, but I gotta go
Searching for the pot of gold

Like a domino
Fall into the flame, but designed to float
My heart is made of shame, its a hollow home

Caught up in a game where the liars go
What'd you say, I don't know
We all got problems, don't need yours

But keep that %#@! on record
What the hell ya'll be lookin' at me for
We all just ordinary people

Can't see, won't speak no evil
I peep through that old key hole
Don't think you need that ego

Where them high hoes meet the street floor
I'm free form on fly
Can't nobody hold me except muah

Don't nobody know who gets to ride
Losing control from the driver's side
Oh little did we know we were home the whole time

Highs with the lows and the lows with the highs
From the seed to the fruit, from the vine to the wine
From the tree to the root, to the child inside

I be on my own
Scouring the globe in designer clothes
Surfing on the waves, million dollar boats

Really want to stay, but I gotta go
Searching for the pot of gold
Like a domino

Fall into the flame, but designed to float
My heart is made of shame, its a hollow home
Caught up in a game where the liars go

What'd you say, I don't know
Ooooooh
Oooh weh oooh

Oooh weh oooh
Oooh oooh
Ooooooh

Oooh weh oooh
Oooh weh oooh
Oooh oooh

I be on my own
Scouring the globe in designer clothes
Surfing on the waves, million dollar boats

Really want to stay, but I gotta go
Searching for the pot of gold
Like a domino

Fall into the flame, but designed to float
My heart is made of shame, its a hollow home
Caught up in a game where the liars go

What'd you say, I don't know
On my own
In designer clothes

Million dollar boats
But I gotta go, searching for the pot of gold
On my own

In designer clothes
Million dollar boats
But I gotta go, searching for the pot of gold



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