| Pimp C bitch! |
| So what the fuck is up?
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| Step wrong nigga and I’ll take ya fuckin nuts!
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| Got more dope than a pharmacy, hoe
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| Got a job for the city bitch, I’m shoveling snow
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| South Texas motherfucker that’s where I stay
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| Gettin pussy from these bitches every god damn day
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| Kick it with a trill nigga so you best not trip
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| Bought the Caddy crossed the pier and kicked to Ganksta Nip
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| Selling weight, get it straight, fuck them 20s and 10's
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| Only love my fuckin momma no such thing as no friends
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| Motherfucker either down or the motherfucker ain’t
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| And if ya bitch-ass ain’t, then ya dick is in the paint
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| If ya gal look fine you better hide the bitch
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| 'Cause if I find her, I’ma fuckin make her suck my dick
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| That goes for your momma and your sister too
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| And if I’m locked down in jail that shit might go for you
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| Don’t try to get no false nuts, I take 'em sucker
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| Fuckin 'round with C you’ll be a dead motherfucker
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| Nigga only 17 but I’m runnin the show
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| Sellin dope from Louisiana down to El Segundo, ha!
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| I think it’s only fair that I should knock on wood
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| 'Cause my bitch is on the street, pussy sell real good
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| And all my ho know not to trip, bitch fuck pitty
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| I’ll take out my nine and shoot ya in ya fuckin titty
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| Hoe niggas forty-five tryin to, get with me
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| Sellin fifty dollar slabs as I’m slangin them ki’s
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| If you need to get some powder I’m fully supplied
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| I got the cocaine in the back of the ride, motherfucker!
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| Cocaine in the back of the ride (Yeeeeeah, motherfucker!)
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| Aiyyo it’s Bun B bitch, and I’m the king of the hubba trade
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| Pockets fat as fuck from all the ducats the brother made
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| Hoes like to jock, but see I try to contain 'em
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| They droppin them drawers because I move they cocaine
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| But I just laugh, cause pussy games be triflin
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| The legs get spread, I cut that ass like a knife then
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| Bust a nut on her stomach, wash my dick in the sink
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| And buy a 40 at the store, from the goddamn c***k
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| Dope games keep ya SICK, just like a disease
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| Movin ki’s makin G’s, hoes drop to they knees
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| Little kids on the corner, steady grabbin they nuts
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| Sayin, «I wish I was Bun when I grow the fuck up»
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| Baby blue Riviera, Dayton and laced rims
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| Khaki pants, black sweater with the U.G.K. |
| brim
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| Black gat fully loaded nigga, come with respect
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| Step up the wrong way I’ll break yo' goddamn neck
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| Big dick in my drawers, the niggas from down South
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| Down to put a twelve gauge in yo' god damn mouth!
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| Think I’m playin bitch try me, it ain’t no thang
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| Put them hands up bitch, and kiss this god damn ring
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| 'Cause I move tons of dope, twenty-four hours a day
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| Cocaine from Argentina to the 'Frisco bay
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| DEA try to stop me yo, but they shit ain’t cold
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| 'Cause the nigga’s got politicians on the Big Tyme payroll
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| Narcotic agents wearin cement shoes
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| Reported missin on the news, they singin the blues!
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| 'Cause if they get my money nigga, I’ll let it slide
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| It’s just some mo' cocaine in the back of the ride, bitch!
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| Cocaine in the back of the ride |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cocaine In The Back Of The Ride , by - Ugk. Song from the album The Bigtyme Way 1992-1997, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп