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YO GOTTI lyrics : "Pure Cocaine"

[Chorus: x2]
Pure cocaine, pure cocaine [x2]
All I ever served out in these streets is pure cocaine


[Yo gotti:]
Remember me coca'ina you like my best friend,

When I was down and $#&@ed up you got my $$# in
Far as I remember my ^!$$% my life is full of pain,
I posted up in the snow I stood out in the rain

I laid that white on the table I watch em catch a drain,
I knew right then right there that I would never live the same
I'm like a bird myself ^!$$% wrap me up and move me,

I got a stamp in the middle the whole hood approve me
But you can't break me down (down) you gotta sell me whole (whole),
It's a drought on real ^!$$%s you already know

I'm that ether ^!$$% that fish scale,
You that oil base homie you don't cook well
I'm yo gotti the king and I got that young cash,

New money in a mutha$#&@in dufflebag
All hundreds in a sour creme ruffles bag,
Young money (*##$ I keep a couple hundred stashed


[Chorus x2]


[Gucci Mane:]
Coca'ina heavily cooking dope excessively,
Heavy risk activity my god given ability

Hid the bricks in the 6 wait 'til they get low to?,
Shawtys start a lotta problems let her start it off with bricks
Gucci mane the dope boy point me where the jays at,

Heres a 50 slab watch my'74 to payday
Shawty want some hardball baby want some powder,
I'm so high I see stone mountain

Gucci got da birds I ain't talkin bout da falcons,
Gucci slangin birds also known as a dragon
Hundred pounds of midgrade stash that in my magnum,

Roll it to the country then them country boys I tax them
Gucci mane !@$( cook dat dope faster,
Make that dope stretch like a 80 inch plasma

!@&@e !@$# dope !@$# smokin on my airplane,
80 in the air man bricks over here mane


[Young Cash:]
Yeah, I never thought I would be ridin dirty on I-10 just reup and flip again,
Rent a car from enterprise license proof of insurance

Speed limit 65 so I'm goin 62,
Both hands on the steering wheel drivin like a old lady do
Crackers pull me over they ain't got %#@! gotta let me dip,

Purple haze is all I smoke but she couldn't make it on this trip
Usaully keep a pistol too one in the chamber clip full,
Not today on I-10 it's nothing but me and redbull

Collared shirt brown slacks lookin like a business man,
Bible on the passenger side yeah I'm a christian man
Yeah I pray to god let me get these bricks back lord,

Please don't let these crackers try to search this lil ol' honda accord.
%#@! I'm wide awake, I ain't sleepy so I ain't gon swerve
Told you I like to trap it when it rain I call em thunderbirds

I'm the only one touch the work so I know it's all good,
Cause I don't move nothing but, nothin but, nothin but

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