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Ghost Deini

Ghostface Killah

Supreme Clientele

2000

or maybe like ten thousand dollar rabbits
The kid walked through, switch up his accent, now I'm from Paris
Cash the bill, frozen elements in gold
Signs

can't have enough
Homies wanna go and break the law cuz they hearing Three Six said it
I ain't lying I'm feeling like Project Pat if I said it I meant it

ooh
Get it free naw naw don't pay her
Oh no don't do no favors,
Super Mario game too playa
Project pat boy won't save her
No no can't go,
Know the game

no getting it
She breaking it down
Baby girl this a lobotomy
Feel like JFK sister, you ride on me, ya
I'm Project Pat, you ask my brodie where he

Filled up the bag like bank bank 

Told Lil Wyte this one time, and project pat the same thing 

I can turn two Ls into a W like bang bang 

But Even in

MCF

Cappadonna

The Pillage

1998

Master MC 
One hundred skills if you ever try to fuck me 
Feet come first, sometimes not the head 
Some niggas eat, some don't get fed 
If you live by

personalities mixed in with the gold teeth
Sunset on overdrive
On the dot but they out of time
Once I come to the front of your porch, better take your inside

and gold teeth with
Bullet wounds to tatted up
Added up while you sittin' here smilin'
Discussin' these chips while I
Sip off Long Island continue rhyming

freeze
We ain't got no fan, But it's hot in the streets
Ima Dade Baby, I fear God and my OG
Florida ahh jit, I like Golds in my teeth
First 48, We ain't

Clap Yo Hands

Yukmouth

Thug Lord: The New Testament

2001

you smoke chronic by the jars
Your platinum teeth diamond, your platinum piece diamond
You on them streets rhymin, you makin g's timin
You slap a bitch

took the D train uptown
Shante and her whole crew groovy hair style
Yo baby yo baby yo t-shirts
Gold teeth smirks at mark 125th
Hope the heat work few

there anymore room in them jeans
for an freaky muthafucka like me a ATL nigga wit a lot of gold teeth
God damn you fine wit a big behind I just wanna

Cinderfella Dana Dane

Dana Dane

Rapmasters, Vol. 1: Best of the Jam

1989

the stage the people were hyped
The princess was staring in disbelief
Reflected from her eyes were my gold teeth
She waved her hands like 'Hello! Hi!'

Y you taking this too far
Woman: Come on, get up
Man: sucks teeth Rick'll give me some money
Man: Chill out, I'll go tomorrow
Pass me a beer

Well I'm

need my wrists dipped in gold
My teeth dipped in gold
My daughter dipped in fur
Just in case it get cold
I been sleeping with my third eye wide awoke

Cinderfella

Dana Dane

Hip Hop Essentials, Vol. 2

2005

The princess was staring in disbelief
Reflected from her eyes were my gold teeth
She waved her hands like 'Hello! Hi!'
Then gave another gesture like 'Come

cuz Def Jam been Def ever since Russel Simmons, I want the women 
the world and everything in it, I feel timid by the minute, 
Don't ask how we did it,

this ho
All you chicken head hoes get yo ass off the floor

[Verse One]
Yeah nigga, yeah nigga
I got gold teeth nigga
I'm from the street nigga
You got

dropping off this audio
No contest I'm the hottest and you oughta know
Every project got em gawking at the drawing board
Boggled by my concepts they

full of gold 14 carrots all in my teeth,
Gots to be the East so you know we gone eat,

Me and Mr. Finney get to riding round sliding in the 3,
Call

person but my heart gold
I don’t even worry bout that shit it ain’t in my control
I been in my bag I’m booted up I’m in another mode
Not by myself it’s

the gold, a cold ceremony
Come through and you just might lose
Tell em make way, the pharaoh gone in
We gone with all wind, the cost is called truce
(Process)

What Money Do

Project Pat

Crook by da Book: The Fed Story

2006

on my gold teeth, so I'm glistenin'
When I open up my mouth these gals lookin' in
Hear the words that I speak, then go and tell her friend

Dog all

Your favorite rappers be my lunch
Its my time to munch
And i floss my teeth with they a chains
But i shoulda knew its stunt
These cloudy as fuck
I