t no difference between the two Cocaine, all around my brain. Hey, baby, ya better come here quick; This ol' cocaine 'bout to make me sick Cocaine, all around my brain. Cocaine
: Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down I went right home and I went to bed I stuck that lovin' .
her a diamond ring She only puts needles on her toes She can't stay clean Precious hands, scratched up feet She cracked her head Blacked out blue, left
Cool blue reason Empties on the page Your colleagues are in prison And your enemies enraged Cool blue reason Comes into your world There's two more dead
son you killin' 'em (Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em (Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em [Verse 2 - Young Jeezy] Always on that flow shit Jeezy Montana Cocaine
to wives Live for that shit that determines your street size Run with them twins that waters you mother's eyes That's diamonds, cocaine, and burners
-up that's here to stay Java Blues ... coffee's got me Java Blues ... coffee coffee coffee Java Blues ... well the coffee's got me Java Blues
I'm one, shot, killed, and these bullets all go And you takin' finger print's, and mugshots photo's I use to beat bitch nigga's till they face turned blue
For the block boy, take it rough Everyday it's been the same old thing on my block Ya either workin' or ya slangin' cocaine on my block Ya had to hustle
It all began on the street, to the back of a blue police vehicle Next come the bookends, the way things is looking It's Friday, you in for a long stay
tyrone it?s been a year with no phone could you explain how high is your zone we?ll take the plane rub his nose in cocaine there?s hoes in magazines you
niggers, cause i see you blue in the face, yeah, bitch i see you lose to the case! bitch ass nigger, you just not catching enough cocaine, it?s sod money
fact I felt collusion Before the guise, of false memories respite Respite through the haze of cocaine's glory I smoke and I smoke the blue vial's glory
for ya There ain't no need for ya Go straight to hell, boys Go straight to hell, boys You wanna join in a chorus of the Amerasian blues? When it's Christmas
Vinyl black stilettos and fake eyelashes Blue eye shadow everything perfectly matches Touch my plastic face and see what happens I'm hiding from
a fuckin' party Pink razors, cocaine Sounds like a LA party Rockstars are so lame Sounds like I'll hate that party Pink razors, cocaine Sounds like
never hustle Lets get it right my nigga wild woulda stuck you Stop dry snitchin in your rhymes listen What you tryin to do help the guys in blue Indict
occasion under a ??? 'Cause when I host my show-a i avoid the girl called lola Who's more pu-pu-public than the drink they call it coca cola I'm just