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made it legal (wow)
Higher than an eagle, leanin' like Beanie Sigel (I'm leanin')
Flyer than a pilot, jean jacket by Diesel (phew)
All-gold rocket,

I want the money cars clothes hoes draping my body in gold
Cullinan Rolls life on the road yeah that's all that a young nigga know
Baby too bad booty

Carol City

Rick Ross

Black Market [Deluxe Version]

2015

the gold faucets
Be cautious, well known to take the weak hostage
U.S Marshalls on the way and they cut open the gates
Know we going to trial by the look

I don’t need no diamonds (She don’t need)
And I don’t need no money
(She don’t need, she don’t)
Some people live in castles with
Sixty or seventy

Stoney[02:01.36]She say she only like me for my gold teeth (aye)[02:04.60]For my gold teeth (aye)[02:06.71]Fucked around you know you ain't my homie (aye)[02:10.21]Made

ice on my heart and put tats on my scars (no)
Might won a battle but lost the war (lost the war)
1017, we bought the bar

I got sixty shots in this

King Henry
(Trad. lyrics, adapted by Kerry Andrew)

Let never a man a wooing wend
That lacks these things three:
A purse of gold, an open heart

Good Life

Salt-N-Pepa

Brand New

1997

Ooh, yeah, SNP livin' the good life
Can you pace platinum and gold
Lexus, drop top, gold
Big houses, crazy dough
Mad lucci, crazy Gucci
Knowin'

Only the Rugged Survive

RZA

Legendary Weapons

2011

Chased by a shot of Scotch whiskey, brew brisky
For sixty years, misty bottles of Crysty in the freezer
Red twist leaf, melted in spliffy, Cali blunt

mind you can't fix this
Hustle hard get rich quick
In route with three hoes like sixty six
Pockets fat it need fitness
Doing good God's my witness
Bad

made her think we go together like a pot and stove
I don't need no lucky charms, just pass me that pot of gold

I do what they do in 60 seconds boy I'm

and be your funeral
(Have your momma ten and two, with my homies spinnin' through
Drive-by, layin' side by side as they viewin' you
Ha, cause you will

with a ragtop in the backseat
Of a black sixty-three on triple gold thirteens
Even when we're apart we can both always see the moon
So if you ever miss

Lin

Making music sober need no Vicodin

Woah

60 thou in da bank
60 thou with some views
60 thou people wanna listen
All you fuckers wanna pick ane

I don't really fuck with no stress
Its all peace
Nowadays I'm rocking all silk
It's no fleece
When I get the bag imma drop it on gold teeth
And they

Smoking bags full of gas, yeah that fucking dope
Uh
Uh
I'm so high up I see the stars
Them shit's gold
And when it's time for setting up, I got a couple

folks just lie
Come outside, we be outside
These niggas be dying, can't trust everybody
Bitches be hard, be catching them bodies

Run up, get blowed by

Nancy Mulligan

Ed Sheeran

÷ [Deluxe]

2017

by the Wexford border

From her snow white streak in her jet black hair
Over sixty years I've been loving her
Now we're sat by the fire in our old

6 'N the Mornin'

Ice-T

Street Soldiers [Priority]

1992

at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just

fifty gold, sixty platinum
Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets, Queen Beez

fifty gold, sixty platinum
Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets, Queen Beez

Boy don't sleep in the trap house
Nah that's risky
Ain't no deals in the trap house
If you want three that's sixty
Boy don't sleep in the trap house

mud[00:26.72]I'm a stud you a bluff[00:27.60]Yeah my blood is too tough[00:28.42]Yeah you played yo lil game[00:29.24]But still I got control[00:30.17]I get faded

shall be forsaken
And a new age has begun

Day by day to the lay, I always took myself to school and did it with my due diligence
Got outta bed every