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14 Karat Gold

Gordon Lightfoot

Shadows

1982

and let 'em roll
Be as cool as ice
Keep your mind a mystery
Runnin' hot 'n' cold
She's more than money
She's 14 Karat Gold

If you get hit by the bug

not the same money
14 karat gold, big smile not a thing funny, yeah
Broke niggas be the main stunting
Name something that I ain't done
New price, had

Pull up in the Rover with my Savage he da Rose
Drop a hundred fifty for the 14 karat gold
Her pussy, shit so clean I swear it's made for my nose
You

a beam
Then I’m bout to leave the scene
I’ve been working for my dreams
And I ain’t stopping
Gotta keep it clean
I ain’t switching on my team
If he thinks

And I 

Hate to see a loved one go
But who am I to blame
Well, still around my collar bone
I'll drape my 14 karat gold chain

Its thin, not that

her soul weep
Lonely on the 2nd, she just say keep stepping
Lonely on the 3rd, just to cope she go and splurge
Lonely on the 4th, she don't want

Yamborghini High

Juicy J

The RCA-List

2016

your bitch down to ride
Leavin' wit' me 'cause I'm a G
Made in the streets, rep for the streets
So I keep a piece
Niggas try to front, act if he want

need to buy me a tank, woo (on God)
New Orleans, bitch, I'm the wave
But she don't rock gold like a sank (woo)
I keep the Draco for safety
I got

you walk by you leave a trail that makes us cough
Always acting hard but can clearly see you're fucking soft
14 karat gold and you know that it will

the air
My shit's dirty, if the shoe fits, I wear it
All I ever wanted was the 14 karat
But that shit be fools gold, break a link when I tear it
And I guess

these hoes mad, but I'm still gon' keep on rollin'

Hop out the coupe and I spin it
Karats on karats they dance on my pendant
I hit from the back and she

Yamborghini High [Extended]

Juicy J

Cozy Tapes, Vol. 1: Friends

2016

the streets, rep for the streets
So I keep a piece
Niggas try to front, act if he want
Act like he tough, end up in a box layin' on the side

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

This is mula house
Mula house everything plush
She says she got that water 
I turned that box to water
14 karat gold everything i touch 
Once you get

bands)
14 KARAT gold just on my ring (Ring)
I don't wanna talk bitch
I don't wanna sing
I been getting
All these big bags
(All these big bags)
Yeah, I been

the river on the way to the sea

If you catch a tiger by the tail, you better be ready to kill
Keep it caged it up, and your hand won't be enough to keep it

real gold or is it pyrite?
The 24 karats mean nothing
Since I'm the fool that falls for it every damn time
Why do you continue steady coming?
Your love

And a half i ask you look down
Upon me with mercy and judge me
Not by the crimes I commit
But by the character of my
Heart feel the conflicts in my
Soul

tryna get by
Middle finger up for what they did, I
All this money on me got me so fly
Know I'm on the same shit
Still a asshole, bitch, I rep the same

shit away
If some shit take me apart, I'ma put it back the same

This one's for the rain (yea)
14 karat on my chain (yea)
I wear this bitch in the rain,

waiting
For it to turn green, what you mean?

My soul is never for sale
My youngin' just did a twelve, he home
He ringing bells wish him well
Me and mines

like a glove bro
Growing up 4 in a room is like a dorm bro 
I was 14 selling ounces like it's normal
I'm not tryna blame society I need sobriety
I keep

Ima go in for the kill
I don’t need no dollar bill
Keep it simple keep it real
Acid, drop you like acid
Ima go in for the kill
You can’t hit this