(Hook)
Could have been a parlor, could have been a doctor,
Could have been a pimp, could have been a mobster,
Could have been a vet, could have been a door boy,
But in matter of fact, I’m a motherf**er coke boy.
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy.
(Verse)
Could have been a ball with the ball still balling,
Then have a Gucci sweater try to flip a boarder
Jesus, been swinging cause a habit on a porter
Got me living lavish, me in this Minessota
Could have been a bus driver swinging up the guts,
Could’ve been a better rapper having lunch with lux,
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But I’ve been a boss tear by the ducks,
I could’ve get and thought but I don’t give a f**.
As I look around I see a bunch of dirty n******gs,
Lot of clean money, I just bought me 30 b**hes.
A coke boy, baby, dope boy, baby,
Snow white Benz, don’t you want some more, baby?
Could’ve been a fat boy, could’ve played games,
But I been a drunk down six hundred K
Could’ve been a hater, I could’ve been you,
Could’ve been me in brain in a coop.
(Hook)
Could have been a parlor, could have been a doctor,
Could have been a pimp, could have been a mobster,
Could have been a vet, could have been a door boy,
But in matter of fact, I’m a motherf**er coke boy.
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy.
(Verse)
You could’ve been a rolly, I could’ve been your partner
Could’ve been a gun slaying running trigger happy
Could’ve put an extra point too up in a baggy
Had the n******gs from the other side feeling ashy,
Deeper than the rolling, rolling and I’m dipping,
Had the day on me, talking on my zipper,
Like the litter air had a grip upon the heal,
Broke the review and never looked back since.
Cold boys from New York fly label for s**,
Fully loaded biz’ stash, fully loaded jammy,
Leaning toward Obama but I couldn’t win Ferrari
Life’s new n******g, JFK is real for me.
(Hook)
Could have been a parlor, could have been a doctor,
Could have been a pimp, could have been a mobster,
Could have been a vet, could have been a door boy,
But in matter of fact, I’m a motherf**er coke boy.
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy.
(Verse)
You could’ve shot your brother, could’ve pimped your mother,
Could’ve been a broke n******g, could’ve been a s**er
Could’ve rob diced kings and shout out the raffle.
Could’ve had it like me, a bad motherf**er.
We don’t talk about what could’ve been, we talk about what is,
We talk about hella cops landing on crib,
We talk about n******gs never doing what I did
We talk about kings, we don’t talk about kids.
What they talking about, parties on the rooftop, now we’re on the rooftop
Laying what you mean, swimming in the blue dot
I be cracking since n******g be pulling treaders out,
Bad boy, but I could’ve been a, could’ve been a
(Hook)
Could have been a parlor, could have been a doctor,
Could have been a pimp, could have been a mobster,
Could have been a vet, could have been a door boy,
But in matter of fact, I’m a motherf**er coke boy.
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy
You wiggle in the habit, I’m a motherf**er coke boy.