Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cocaine, artist - Jim Jones. Date of issue: 02.06.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cocaine |
| Sunny days, bitch, I’m in the trap real low |
| They wanna know, you sell Cocaine |
| All the hoes be callin my name, everybody wants fame |
| Now tell me, nigga, will you sell Cocaine |
| I fixed my viser, blockin out the sun |
| I double park, until the block is done |
| Sittin low, you here them hoes yappin |
| If you listen closer, you here them foes clappin |
| Pop shit, like Zip did |
| Cop bricks, like Rich did |
| Sold Coke, and got fly with it |
| Won 60 at the dice, and bought a ride with it |
| Reffrance raw, we was sellin raw |
| Tree bought the game, and I was left up north |
| I listened close to what the streets was teachin |
| They made more doe than what my teacher teachin |
| The only traide was to traide the snow |
| Talkin to the dealer, traidin off my porch |
| This game is insane, a crazy sport |
| You be thinkin of mistakes, on the way to court |
| Sunny days, bitch, I’m in the trap real low |
| They wanna know, you sell Cocaine |
| All the hoes be callin my name, everybody wants fame |
| Now tell me, nigga, will you sell Cocaine |
| Sunup, loyalty to sunup |
| When it come to Killa, boy, and Santana |
| I could tell you about the joy and the blunders |
| Surv up white mix, and callin it Piranha |
| They make cowboys out of Cocaine, hundred thou toys, out the dope game |
| Bout 5 ticks rite by the |
| Propain |
| Make it disarmed, than harder, nigga, know James |
| Getting block money, put you in a different place |
| Told a chick I love her, tell her get lost, you should’ve seen her face |
| Should’ve saw mine, you thinkin bout love, crazy lady, and I’m thinkin bout |
| Carbine |
| No Shamone line, shit, if not, grab my gun |
| Fingers so sticky, feel like I could wall climb |
| Hold me up with fish scale didgets, I met the guy, rite out doing trailer visits |
| Sunny days, bitch, I’m in the trap real low |
| They wanna know, you sell Cocaine |
| All the hoes be callin my name, everybody wants fame |
| Now tell me, nigga, will you sell Cocaine |