Sellin' dope from Louisiana down to El Segundo, ha!
(Yeah, motherfucker!)
If ya gal look fine you better hide the bitch
But I just laugh, 'cause pussy games be triflin'
Dope games keep ya sick just like a disease
Cocaine in the back of the ride
Cocaine from Argentina to the Frisco Bay
(Yeah, motherfucker!)
Cocaine in the back of the ride
'Cause I move tons of dope, twenty-four hours a day
Got a job for the city bitch I'm shovelin' snow
Baby blue Riviera, Dayton and laced rims
Fuckin' 'round with C you'll be a dead motherfucker
'Cause the nigga's got politicians on the big time payroll
Bust a nut on her stomach, wash my dick in the sink
Big dick in my drawers, the niggaz from down South
Khaki pants, black sweater with the U.G.K. brim
And all my ho know not to trip, bitch fuck pretty
'Cause if they get my money nigga I'll let it slide
Motherfucker either down or the motherfucker ain't
Pockets fat as fuck from all the ducats the brother made
If you need to get some powder I'm fully supplied
I'll take out my nine and shoot ya in ya fuckin' titty
That dope for your momma and your sister too
Little kids on the corner, steady grabbin' they nuts
Bought the Caddy crossed the pier and kicked to Gangsta Nip
Got mo' dope than a pharmacy ho
Reported missin on the news, they singin' the blues yo
(Yeah, motherfucker!)
And if ya bitch ass ain't, then ya dick is in the paint
Hoe niggaz forty-five tryin' to, get with me
Cocaine in the back of the ride
Cocaine in the back of the ride
(Yeah, motherfucker!, Yeah, motherfucker!)
Cocaine in the back of the ride
And buy a 40 at the store from the goddamn chink
On the low my fuckin' momma, no such things called friends
South Texas motherfucker that's where I stay
Black gat fully loaded nigga come with respect
Movin' Ki's makin' G's, hoes drop to they knees
Just some mo' cocaine in the back of the ride, bitch!
And if I'm locked down then tell that shit might go with you
Cocaine in the back of the ride
Sayin', "I wish I was Bun when I grow the fuck up"
D. E. A. try to stop me yo but they shit ain't cold
Yeah it's Bun B bitch, and I'm the king of the [Incomprehensible] trade
Cocaine in the back of the ride
Kick it with a trill nigga so you best not trip
Cocaine in the back of the ride
Cocaine in the back of the ride
Sellin' fifty dollar slabs as I'm slangin' them Ki's
I think it's only fair that I should knock on wood
The legs get spread, I cut that ass like a knife then
Hoes like to jock but see I try to contain 'em
'Cause if I find her I'ma fuckin' make her suck my dick
Put them hands up bitch and kiss this goddamn ring
Don't try to get no false nuts, I take 'em sucker
Southern weight, get it straight, fuck them 20's and 10's
Narcotic agents wearin cement shoes
Nigga only 17 but I'm runnin' the show
Down to put a twelve guage in yo' goddamn mouth!
They droppin' them drawers because I move they cocaine in
I got the, cocaine in the back of the ride, motherfucker!
'Cause my bitch is on the street, pussy sell real good
Think I'm playin' bitch try me, it ain't no thang
Cocaine in the back of the ride
Gettin' pussy from these bitches every god damn day
Step up the wrong way I'll break yo' goddamn neck
(Yeah, motherfucker!)
(Yeah, motherfucker!)
