Coca Loca lyrics

[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
The aroma, smells good

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Coca, coca, coca loca
I got coca cola, not the soda
Coca, coca, coca loca
Standing in the kitchen not the sofa
Coca, coca, coca loca
I got coca cola, not the soda
Coca, coca, coca loca
Standing in the kitchen not the sofa

[ Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
I got dirty birds, hey, shoot like Larry Bird, hey
I got dirty birds, hey, shoot like Larry Bird, hey
b*tch get on my nerves, ho you need to swerve!
Twelve years old when I start selling herb
Momma used to tell me, get your ass back on the curb!
Grams at the door, put it up your nose
Take you to a place, I don't think you wanna go, no, no
n*ggas, I look up to in a hole or in the hole
OG you're f*cked up now, you're just like TO
I got coca loca, bricks inside a Rover
Police get behind me, I swear I'm not pulling over
I'm that Batman, you're Joker, I bet my heart colder
Young Richie pour it up, don't let 'em Alpo ya
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Coca, coca, coca loca
I got coca cola, not the soda
Coca, coca, coca loca
Standing in the kitchen not the sofa
Coca, coca, coca loca
I got coca cola, not the soda
Coca, coca, coca loca
Standing in the kitchen not the sofa

[Verse 2: Zed Zilla]
In the kitchen whipping
Hopper than the Fisker like "Skrrt"
Ain't let a n*gga pass
See you when you see me
Catch me when you catch me
Hater, you can bet me, that I'm blowing on gas
Cut my n*gga young Berg, tell him that I got a quarter bird
Make his ass come back cook glad
Coca, coca loca, loca
In a plastic bag
The n*ggas ain't getting like my cocaine clique
These pus*y ass n*ggas on the downfall
Heard you got robbed for half a brick
And I heard your motherf*cking pistol didn't sound off
Got one young n*gga getting no pounds on
One young n*gga cooking the white girl
I heard you want the white vert
Me, I just one night her
My n*gga he bad, he cooking, he couldn't
My head is turned up so firm
My n*gga for life got jammed with the white
And man, his face is on the news
Now I guess both of our faces is on a poster
Mine for rapping, yours for f*cking with coca loca
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Coca, coca, coca loca
I got coca cola, not the soda
Coca, coca, coca loca
Standing in the kitchen not the sofa
Coca, coca, coca loca
I got coca cola, not the soda
Coca, coca, coca loca
Standing in the kitchen not the sofa