AHHHH Snort snort snort the cocaine [x3] Snort-y snort snort the cocaine
Ohhhhhh Drop the biggest bump I ever hit Damnnnn Yo fucking chop another kid
I wanna do it til my face falls off Til my tongue’s so numb that the taste fall off
I do blow And boy I do it viciously Lines in my face and the mother fucking rest is history
Cocaine cocaine China bright, snow white Rolled to a raven Steal a mother fucker’s blow light
Keep my dough right Man these white lines bite Make me bleed out my mother fucking eyes tonight So highhhhh Nose like a power vac Girls rub me down just to get into my powder sack
On the power track So I drink to my health Lift the rail off the mirror and I wink to myself
No needle in my vein I got to maintain A bitch like me is doing cocaine
Snort snort snort the cocaine [x3] Snort-y snort snort the cocaine
Snort snort snort the cocaine [x3] Snort-y snort snort the cocaine
I like to do the cokey-coke You’ll never see me smokey-smoke Never buy, already brokey-broke Pass me a dollar and I’ll roll it up For yo
Were gonna sell and cut tonight Uhhh huhhh I’m gonna yell and fuck tonight Uhhh huhhh I’m gonna press my luck tonight Uhh huhh Motha fuckas better duck tonight Uhh huhh Doing lines off my face with a bendy straw Pick up my whole card in half with a bendy saw There ain’t enough room for me in this town And once my dick gets hard it’ll never go down
A to the M to the dark to the sun When it comes to getting gacked we stay number one While others split a grab, we be sniffing a ton And we never fucking stop until the bag is done
I walk in the party with my dick in my hand And straight to the bathroom with my dick in my hand You wanna step up I got the brick in my hand Then leave your ass face down with my dick in my hand
Denis ay I hit the yay all day Went to your party must stay all day Hit you in the brain Leave your face ug-lay Anderson give a fuck what ya’ll say.
Fill up Anderson looking for action Dear God on the floor Call the chain reaction
Step up You better learn how to act son No go You better hit the track bud
Arny ay, but the girls call me Arny Do more blows than the Columbian army Made my name in the hyrdogame Now I play all day on my hydroplane.
Tell me if your nose froze Girls with no clothes Then your face pushed in For that shit that you stole
We cut your shit with ay jack so products bump And it sits a hundred grand out the back of my trunk When your radio play you can’t fuck with Philip ay Andersons mother fucker till my dying day
While you were horse faced, running Tryin to get the crowd hyped We was in the back Sippin yack Startin fist fights Ohh I hit the light when I spin on your girl Turn around and do a line And I spit on your girl
Haaaa That’s the sound of my laughter My grove takes my life To a live firecracker Never sleep All my dreams end in disaster Life in the fast lane just got faster
What’s your name? Arny ay, call me Mr. What Last to pass out And the first to fuck And whatchya do? Sell snow Man, all the blow The mother fucking pipe, Pipe arose me though
What’s your name? Denny ay, soft soother with the luga Have more keys than the ones on your computer Whatchya do? Anything, anywhere, anytime and place You try to shake my hand I’ll punch you in the face
What’s your name? Philip ay, known as bobby flay Cuz I cook that coke up everyday And whatchya do? Drink, fuck, snort, shoot and fight Ya fuck with Phil ya gonna fuck all night
What’s ya name? Anderson, the family’s here The one that you love, and hate and fear And whatchya do? Known to party every night and day Try to make us leave but we’re still gonna stayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
