Cocaine lyrics

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UGK lyrics : "Cocaine"

(feat. Rick Ross)

[talking:]

(cocaine cocaine), I'd like to introduce you all to
(cocaine cocaine) UGK, UGK (*##$ 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 (*##$, 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 #[email protected] 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 ^!$$%z, 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 (*##$, get up in my nose

[Hook: x5]

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 %#@! 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 (*##$
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 x5]


[Rick Ross:]
You chilling on the corner, looking cooler than a mo'$#[email protected]

Got a pocket full of hot, it's hotter than a mo'$#[email protected]
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 $#[email protected] 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 x9]

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