Clams Casino – 4 Gold Chains Lyrics

Yeah-eah-eah-eah
She's tryna find the words, tryna find this girl
But it's so dark, I was under club lights
Find this girl, find

She's tryna find the words, I'm tryna find this girl
But it's so dark, and I was under club lights
Call me on my iPhone, I don't pick it up much
I've been losin' friends, I don't feel right

Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers (two to my brothers)
Fame bring pain, but the pain make money (pain make money)
Keep it one hunnit, baby girl, what's your number? (Girl, what's your number?)
Girls numb the pain and the drugs get me numb-er (drugs get me numb-er)
Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers (two to my brothers)
Fame bring pain, but the pain make money (pain make money)
Keep it one hunnit, baby girl, what's your number? (Girl, what's your number?)
Girls numb the pain and the drugs get me numb-er (drugs get me numb-er)

Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers (two to my brothers)
Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers (two to my brothers)
I need four whips, so I can give 'em to my brothers, yeah (give 'em to my brothers)
I need four cribs, so I can give 'em to my mother, yeah (give 'em to my mother, yeah)
My mom, that's all I got, yeah

Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers