Twista - Cocaine lyrics

[Chorus] Cocaine Forget it by the quarter Bring it by the pound, straight through the border Cocaine Bring it 'cross the water When it touch down, serve it on the corner They taste it, they taste it they coming right back Coming right back, yeah they coming right back You taste it, you taste it, you coming right back Coming right back yeah you coming right back fo' da Cocaine [Verse 1: Twista] This for them white girl movers Big dreams of making a million offa users Car and the money the same color of mucus Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas Cocaine He got it by the boulder Got it by the bird and he got it by the quarter Cocaine So he keep one in the holster Colombian connects, so they call him Lil' Sosa Gotta try ta' catch the six o' clock morning rush I bet them n***as down the street ain't serving more than us They look like 20's but I'm charging the customer 10 They give-aways just to lure a few customers in Cocaine That's why its Bentley Coupe time Damn, them n***as tipping, look at the soup line All day they be serving them 50 packs Came to the table and count about 50 stacks 'Cos I know somebody who can come right over the border That be the reason why they get it right back And so they got... [Chorus] [Verse 2: Twista] This lil' n***a think he Pablo The whole thing in the panel of the car door Cocaine And even though we from Chicago Some kinda way he can get that overseas cargo And if you stop the connection he got, then he has others Twins from Miami, I call 'em the Diaz brothers Got a k**er squad, in the mob he the boss How you want it? 'cos he got the hard and the soft Cocaine They call him Shawty Blanco Junior El Chapo, in that Murcielago Cocaine That right connection to them poppy seeds 'Cos he know someone that'll go wherever poppy be Cocaine And no the knot don't stop 'Cos these n***as is go get it from the doc to the block And these tips gon' be open And these hypes gon be floating I don't put too much on it, so it can stay potent I got that... [Chorus] [Verse 3: Yo Gotti] [?] Y-O-G-O-TTI, f** n***a play wit me get shot Pow-pow-pow from a coupe to a drop BEEP (c**aine) big guap, n***a 18 bands will get 1008 grams of that block Fresh up out the pot, I call it water whipped Hit it with the soda make that dope do a karate flip Five turn to ten, now that's a Maserati flip 240 months, now that's a whole lotta years M6 Camaro, now that's a whole lotta gears Hit him wit the choppa make his family shed alotta tears I'm a North Memphis n***a, we weighed everything Send them boys in Chi-town they like to gang bang [?] know the flo' do too n***a, imagine what I been through Shawty shot at n***as who, went to war wit me & my crew Gotti them n***as ain't pimp like you, they ain't real like you, they ain't trill like you They ain't selling no bricks, they ain't shot no pistol, n***as ain't on a song wit Twista Hey... I'm Yo Gotti! [Chorus]