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- UGK f/ Rick Ross - Cocaine Lyrics
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- (*talking*)
- (cocaine cocaine), I'd like to introduce you all to
- (cocaine cocaine) UGK, UGK bitch my man Bun B
- Pimp C in the house y'all, put your hands together
- Big Dick Cheney and Snowy Snow, (cocaine cocaine)
- [Pimp C]
- Uh the bitch, been good to me
- Been bad to my homies, keep it cool with me
- I played it by the rules, and the regulations
- I use to switch cars with the Mexican, at the gas station
- Mine had money in it, his had the work
- After the deal was done, I make my girl pussy squirt
- Cause after the deal, we would all celebrate
- Happy cause it wasn't no jacking, and the product was straight
- I never came, with the funny business
- That's why we steady playing in Jags, and Benzes
- Some niggaz, let the city eat em up
- I was just coming up, whipping my pyrex steady beating it up
- I'm a shark with the fork, microwave or pot
- I'ma hit it with the Sprite, and make that butter lock
- Everything was cool, I was ice cold
- Till I let that bitch, get up in my nose
- [Hook - 5x]
- Cocaine, cocaine
- [Bun B]
- They call it cocaine, coc-a-ina, yayo
- Coca leaf, whatever you wanna say bro
- Cocaine is a hell of a drug, it ain't hum-drum
- And we all know where it's at, but where it come from
- The mountains of Columbia, and Peru
- Extracted from the coca leaf, but see that shit ain't new
- It's been around for hundreds of years, exploited by the rich
- They even use to put it in Coca-Cola, ain't that a bitch
- You had kings, queens, princes and princesses
- Even priests and popes, fought to getting it in different instances
- A privileged possession, for dozens of centuries
- Helped a few wars, legal and illegal industries
- Grown by the cartels, protected by gorillas
- Transported by the best, to the ghettos to straight killers
- The power of the powder pimping, you don't understand
- Ask W man, he's a dealer and a fan of cocaine
- [Hook - 5x]
- [Rick Ross]
- You chilling on the corner, looking cooler than a mo'fucker
- Got a pocket full of hot, it's hotter than a mo'fucker
- Living in that condition, my Phantom in the front yard
- We them real dope boys, I ain't gotta front dog
- Big dope in the trunk, following my Map Quest
- Choppers in the white house, pistol on my lap yes
- I remember, when I first met that wonderful girl
- Club Rolex, she fathered my mother a pearl
- Spinning wild living foul, diamonds all in my dial
- Pimping style, but they yayo got me wearing linen now
- Getting paper, paper plates on convertables
- And my yayo to P-A, that work'll move
- Ricky Ross, only fuck with legends
- Pimp C, Bun B got the hustle perfected
- I could ship it to ya, or you could come and get it
- Just bring the cool million with ya, when you come and visit (Ross)
- [Hook - 9x]
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