C-O-C-A-I-N-E x2 This right here yo would never win a Grammy it might get love at the port of Miami. Crushed real fine for the the junkies off grimmies all coke dealers say, whats up King Nicky cocaine rhymes designed up in the lab dont blame me the kids in rehab i hit all colleges knocks 'em up every dorm that i go to they blow the stuff cant control the stuff, they're tryin to hold the stuff and i can tell by your life baby girl your stuck on C-O-C-A-I-N-E Can i be your drug of choice cause im cocaine fresh no need to look further cause your fuckin with the best. Police scared on cocaine matters, cause drug dealers brag about who's car is fatter but its all a pattern like the rings around Saturn your out there in space going off free base too many 8 balls and hanger stealin from the mall give your grandma cause your momma dont care fast speed balls gotcha pullin out your hair While the drug dealers all throw money in the air cause of C-O-C-A-I-N-E My homey says his go for 18-5 and with no wings we can make birds fly and everywhere i go mother fuckers gettin high and every drug of choice is at the top of the line if you do it for the profit do it then lock it and dont stop homey till the police stop it Brain got the bends in the middle of a drought and watch a broke bastard drop his mount the Fillmore city knows cocoa leaves i have your whole town coked out before i leave on C-O-C-A-I-N-ETeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
