Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cocaine, artist - Twista.
Date of issue: 08.11.2010
Song language: English
Cocaine |
Cocaine, |
forget it by the quarter, |
bring it by the pound, straight through the border. |
Cocaine, |
Bring it 'cross the water, |
when it touch down, serve it on the corner. |
They taste it, they taste it they comin right back |
comin right back, yeah they comin right back. |
You taste it, you taste it, you comin right back. |
comin right back yeah you comin right back fo' da, |
Cocaine. |
This for them white girl movers, |
big dreams of makin a million offa users. |
Car and the money the same color of mucous, |
go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas. |
Cocaine, |
He got it by the boulder, |
got it by the bird and he got it by the quarter. |
Cocaine, |
So he keep one in the holster, |
Colombian connects, so they call him Lil' Sosa. |
Gotta try ta' catch the six o' clock mornin' rush, |
I bet them niggas down the street aint servin more then us. |
They look like 20's but I’m chargin the customer 10, |
They give-aways just to lure a few customers in. |
Cocaine, |
Thats why its Bently Coupe time, |
Dick, them niggas tippin, look at the soup line. |
All day they be servin them 50 packs, |
Came to the table and count about 50 stacks, |
Caz I know somebody who can come right over the border |
that be the reason why they get it right back, |
and so they got… |
Cocaine, |
forget it by the quarter, |
bring it by the pound, straight through the border. |
Cocaine, |
Bring it 'cross the water, |
when it touch down, serve it on the corner. |
They taste it, they taste it they comin right back |
comin right back, yeah they comin right back. |
You taste it, you taste it, you comin right back. |
comin right back yeah you comin right back fo' da, |
Cocaine. |
This lil' nigga think he Pablo, |
The whole thing in the panel of the car door, |
Cocaine. |
And even though we from Chicago, |
Some kinda way he can get that overseas cargo. |
And if you stop the connection he got then he has others, |
Twins from Miami, I call 'em the Diaz brothers. |
Got a killa squad, in the mob he the boss, |
how you want it? |
cuz he got the hard and the soft. |
Cocaine, |
They call him shawty blanco, |
Junior El (Chavo?), in that Murcielago. |
Cocaine, |
that right connection to them poppy seeds, |
cuz he know someone that’ll go wherever poppy be. |
Cocaine, |
and no the knot dont stop, |
cuz these niggas is go get it from the doc to the block. |
And these tips gon' be open, |
and these hypes gon be floation, |
I dont put too much on it, so it can stay potent. |
I got that… |
Cocaine, |
forget it by the quarter, |
bring it by the pound, straight through the border. |
Cocaine, |
Bring it 'cross the water, |
when it touch down, serve it on the corner. |
They taste it, they taste it they comin right back |
comin right back, yeah they comin right back. |
You taste it, you taste it, you comin right back. |
comin right back yeah you comin right back fo' da, |
Cocaine. |
Y-O-G-O-TTI, fuck nigga play wit me get shot, |
pow-pow-pow from a coupe to a drop BEEP |
(cocaine) big guap, nigga 18 bands will get 1008 grams of that block. |
Fresh up out the pot, I call it water whipped, |
hit it wit the soda make that dope do a karate flip. |
five turn to ten, now thats a Maserati flip. |
240 months, now thats a whole lotta years, |
M6 Camaro, now thats a whole lotta gears, |
hit him wit the choppa make his family shed alotta tears. |
I’m a North Memphis nigga, we weighed everything, |
send them boys in Chi-town they like to gang bang, |
… know the flo' do too. |
nigga imagine what I been through, |
shawty shot at niggas who, went to war wit me &my crew. |
Gotti them niggas aint pimp like you, they aint real like you, they aint trill |
like you. |
they aint sellin no bricks, they aint shot no pistol, niggas aint on a song wit |
Twista. |
hey… |
Cocaine, |
forget it by the quarter, |
bring it by the pound, straight through the border. |
Cocaine, |
Bring it 'cross the water, |
when it touch down, serve it on the corner. |
They taste it, they taste it they comin right back |
comin right back, yeah they comin right back. |
You taste it, you taste it, you comin right back. |
comin right back yeah you comin right back fo' da, |
Cocaine. |