Puff Daddy - Cocaine lyrics

[Intro] Money Makin' Mitch Yeah, you pressin' record? Yea, cause sh** I said they gon remember forever Ay yo Mom I told you I was gon be somebody I told you I was gon be somebody! ( Honorable C-Note) Yea, shoutout to my daddy Yea, man! Ayy yo, this ones for you, pops Check it out: [Verse 1: Gizzle] Cocaine on the table, I wasn't always able I watch these nigs get rich all in these f**ing fables They like to cook the numbers, we don't cook the numbers We just want the summer, you can have that woman [Hook: Gizzle] These n***as really out here tripping, man I can't feel my face I can't feel my face Cop another Q, cop another cool (Yea, let's go) My n***as from Jamaica, know that sh** for true (Blood, fire) (Blow! Blow! Blow!) Crazy out my mind, crazy out my mind Yo b**hes on my line, I'm tryna find some time These n***as really out here trippin', man I can't feel my face I can't feel my face [Bridge: Gizzle] That pack jumpin', those fiends comin' That line all down the block (That mean that soft comin', that beam comin') (Them diamonds floodin' my watch) That pack jumpin', them fiends comin' That line all down the block (That mean that soft comin', that beam comin') (Them diamonds floodin' my watch) On, on, on any block On, on, on any block [Verse 2] Hey what's cooking on the table, baby, shoot It's Cain and Able, baby and I been seein' angels lately And I just make it flip, make the grip And make my lady crazy, I'm so eighties, baby Eighty-eight Mercedes, bring your friends Let them live, and if they live then you can bring your friends again And they can bring some friends with them Cause we just talk fly, and we just walk fly And look you in your eyes cause [Jesus ?] got eyes So we dress God-like, and we go star-life You live your's once, but we live ours twice What's in these streets? Take your chances Till my hustle advance, sh** You n***as got bands? Well I got banned with For not gettin' [sand ?] with, nightly But two things [?] speak Spanish One's makin' tacos, one makin' a sandwich (I can't feel my face) Arguing over who I'm about to take me a bath with (We can't feel a thang) [Laughs], yeah