Cocaine

Cocaine, cocaine
It's been around for hundreds of years, exploited by the rich
I'm a shark with the fork, microwave or pot
Cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine

I played it by the rules and the regulations
Cocaine is a hell of a drug, it ain't hum-drum
Happy 'cause it wasn't no jacking and the product was straight
UGK, UGK bitch, my man Bun B
Cocaine, cocaine

Got a pocket full of hot, it's hotter than a mo'fucker
Pimp C, Bun B got the hustle perfected

And we all know where it's at, but where it come from
You chilling on the corner, looking cooler than a mo'fucker
Cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine

Big dope in the trunk, following my Map Quest
Club Rolex, she fathered my mother a pearl
I use to switch cars with the Mexican at the gas station

Living in that condition, my Phantom in the front yard
I remember, when I first met that wonderful girl
Cocaine, cocaine
I never came with the funny business
Been bad to my homies, keep it cool with me

Extracted from the coca leaf, but see that shit ain't new
Ricky Ross only fuck with legends
I was just coming up, whipping my pyrex steady beating it up
Coca leaves, whatever you wanna say bro
Some niggaz, let the city eat 'em up
Choppers in the White House, pistol on my lap, yes
Transported by the best to the ghettos to straight killers

Big Dick Cheney and Snowy Snow

'Cause after the deal, we would all celebrate
Till I let that bitch get up in my nose
They call it cocaine, cocaina, yayo
Ask W man, he's a dealer and a fan of cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine

I could ship it to ya or you could come and get it
Even priests and popes fought to getting it in different instances
Cocaine, cocaine
Pimp C in the house y'all put your hands together
Just bring the cool million with ya when you come and visit Ross
Spinning wild living foul, diamonds all in my dial
The mountains of Columbia and Peru
Cocaine, cocaine
You had kings, queens, princes and princesses

They even use to put it in Coca-Cola, ain't that a bitch
Getting paper, paper plates on convertibles
Cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine

Cocaine, cocaine

Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine

And my yayo to PA, that work'll move
Uh, the bitch, been good to me
I'ma hit it with the Sprite and make that butter lock
After the deal was done, I make my girl pussy squirt
Grown by the cartels, protected by gorillas
Everything was cool, I was ice cold
Cocaine, cocaine
That's why we steady playing in Jags and Benzes
Cocaine, cocaine
Pimping style, but they yayo got me wearing linen now
Cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine

We them real dope boys, I ain't gotta front dog

Helped a few wars, legal and illegal industries
The power of the powder pimping, you don't understand
Mine had money in it, his had the work
A privileged possession for dozens of centuries