Cocaine Muzic

Hey this that ** music homie

Grown folks ** you know I'm finn

Keep your kids out the kitchen **

** you

Chick

Oh mine

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You see we ain't graduated this ** **

Music music music

Eighty ** strictly for the struggle homie

Can't use **

** dj

Motherfucking real

This ** boy yo god and mister paris king

Yeah with the eighty

Song bands in his leap by jeans with

The ** mirrors

I just thought of the movement

Thought me a hundred bricks

And I bet you I moving mister

White land milster white color mister

Too many dolls on the porsche it look ugly mister

White house in the neighbors the same color mister

Wife element come with an umbrella mister

Keep a pistol that fall to be on deck mister

I'm about ferrari next check **

Neck pack **

My next sack **

Big work broke the scale take it back **

My real thugs my big dogs

My ** doing life

I had fan walls I'm america most wanted

Great ** I'm addicted to the gang

Street **

** your garden you

Just told can

You let me all of these ** got it

You know I would choose

You can't use it

** I cook my way out the motherfucking hood **

Yeah not gonna believe yourself at least go **

Skills ** music I swear

Don't even get me started cause you know I take it down

Yeah

Air force one day you need two bells

Two kind of ** twice makes it all fold down

Ha ha watch like wheels gotta buy them by the set

Yeah it's your life

** make more money with his way

Yeah wanna

Talk lambs I done rolled in two minutes

Bricks like bottles I done open two minutes

I'm a real ** so let's get it understood

If this ** stand up yeah that's one for hollywood

What about shedding just did seventeen

On the way from day in county

Did that boy something mean

I ain't seen them in keys

Since they pulled out the yard

Charlie maurice yeah he just did it all

Yeah like girl fifteen **

What about renee

Yeah to get behind had to blame it on the eight

You you you

C c for life

Now say we do this ** for the ball and soldiers **

All ** facing tea in the life and I really

Want you ** a boy

** away I'm living homie white war

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I'm talking from if it's to the lab of the three on

Fire **

Bro started off lost now I'm really getting paid

Rings bigger than the rings when I used to bed

Flying in a new fan I'm thinking look at me mama

Yeah I'm money

Coming from a concert and I had it jumping

Really

That was nothing back in nineteen ninety something

With colombians and zoes

Competed for better numbers

You ain't talking about dollars less

You got a couple commas

He really in the plug till he front a couple honey

Standing in the crowd ** looking at me funny

Cause I'm smoking all that loud

And they know I really done it

I could blow a meal **

I just cracked twenty but I gotta keep it trill

Ain't nothing like trap money

Then they jam you up in court

You labeled a black dummy slave with no remorse lord

Just blast for me when you shopping for them blocks

My ** just ask for me I feel him when the

Beggars up with crown bags homie

Music

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** music

If you look like money

Smell like money ** this money

Music music

From no mirrors to virginia

Real game

I can't do

Bacon soda got it

Yeah I made me now boys club

I dream filthy

The kilos come white put more faith in the skin

Failed in my one mind

With one slight click at her wrists

As many feet with one kick

It's numb in their body like anti freeze

I handle the keys from the corners to the drops

Got hit with a bachelor all base

That's annie lie and that candy drop

Chrome shoes missing roof or ice cream pink job

I got a sweet tube

The sweetest taboo

The tab is past due

A million dollar baby means guns exact

You cause the white

Toss that chicken like fruit

Fight snow blinded streets till them ** loose sight

The flight to panama is four hours long

Before grand flat you can ship a bird home

And when they touch down they gonna fly on their own

White girl get missing like gone baby gone