Cocaine lyrics

by

Paul Wall


[Chorus: Pimp C]
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
When I see your b*tch in the mall she call me daddy
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
When I see your b*tch in the mall she call me daddy
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
Selling, selling cocaine, coming down candy
Selling, selling cocaine, selling, selling cocaine
Selling, selling co–

[Verse 1: Slim Thug]
R.I.P. Pimp in the trunk wrote in neons
Old school steel blowing snow full of freon
I'm p*ssin' on you peons, pus*y n*ggas tryin to sue me
Fans watching my every move like they watching a movie
A American gangsta live in the flesh and the sh*t
I'm selling like blue magic. It's the best, yes
pus*y n*ggas best to best up they chest
Cause as soon as we catch em slipping we gon put that hoe to rest
I put that on the text, n*ggas think the boss is soft
n*gga gon make em bring the old boss out
No drought in my city, if you need it we got plenty
Call me Cocaine Tony, out the A, f*ck women

[Chorus: Pimp C]
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
When I see your b*tch in the mall she call me daddy
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
When I see your b*tch in the mall she call me daddy
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
Selling, selling cocaine, coming down candy
Selling, selling cocaine, selling, selling cocaine
Selling, selling co–
[Verse 2: Boston George]
You can catch me at the stinda steak, thirty dollar night
One more night before the first, that's a 2Pac type of night
This b*tch bad, I shouldn't hit her. I'ma hit her ass tonight
I'ma whip it, I'ma whip it, I'ma whip it til it's right
I'm D-O-P-E, yeah that's me. Everybody know G sling that coco lean
Catch me, n*gga whippin at my sister too
Talkin bout no Chevy when I say I win by sixty-two
Do it to a four, I put fours on that b*tch
Thirty-five hundred, get your four in a split
Y'all know G know that b*tch, I taught that hoe how to swim
I took b*tch script the diamond Lil Kim
Boy I'm sellin' cocaine

[Chorus: Pimp C]
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
When I see your b*tch in the mall she call me daddy
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
When I see your b*tch in the mall she call me daddy
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
Selling, selling cocaine, coming down candy
Selling, selling cocaine, selling, selling cocaine
Selling, selling co–

[Verse 3: Bun B]
Draped up and I'm dripped out
Man I've been there for like twenty
Choppers, droppers, and boppers, playa I had plenty
Been heavy in these streets for damn near a couple decades
Hustler and a grinder man, all I do is get paid
All I do is get laid, [?] dimes
Man all my slab get sprayed so candy paint and shine
Got money on my mind, got bread up in my brain
Cash is all up in my conscious, partner, I need it man
See me and Slim Thug run game and sell drugs
Riding hard for our squads, f*ck n*ggas catching slugs
Boss Hogg and Bun B, gladiators and them boys in blue
We ain't gots to tell ya what them boys'll do
We selling cocaine
[Chorus: Pimp C]
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
When I see your b*tch in the mall she call me daddy
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
When I see your b*tch in the mall she call me daddy
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
Selling, selling cocaine, coming down candy
Selling, selling cocaine, selling, selling cocaine
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
When I see your b*tch in the mall she call me daddy
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
When I see your b*tch in the mall she call me daddy
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
Selling cocaine, coming down candy
Selling, selling cocaine, coming down candy
Selling, selling cocaine, selling, selling cocaine
Selling, selling cocaine-caine-caine-caine
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