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french montana - cocaine mafia lyrics

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that’s that sh-t, montana (uhh, yeah)
chorus
ya b-tch chose a n-gg- don’t be mad
got pounds of that kush, 40 cal is in my bag
no matter where i’m at, i let that thing go blat
and that cocaine mafia got these n-gg-s mad (fo sho, owww)
homie it’s that cocaine mafia fo sho
i could break a brick down, n-gg- i could break a hoe
i’m a pro, what the f-ck you n-gg-s talkin?
everything’s a go
hop up on a track rape a donna
150 stacks count it back leave the door locked (hold up)
you watching n-gg-s starve while you ate good
now it’s ghetto n-gg-s poppin sp-ce call me ace hood
slang wood d-ck dealer white chinchilla in the huddle
trynna bubble like sprite pink syrup
gotta hit the pot stir it, move an ounce f-ck par
and you know never play wit kon a n-gg- lying like a rug
that c-ke boy music that kinda sh-t you get chills for
round table get the bread and b-tter ‘fore the meal come
talk about that cocaine mafia, word to trae i’m the truth
yelling through the ceiling like “f-ck the roof!”

chorus
ya b-tch chose a n-gg- don’t be mad
got pounds of that kush, 40 cal is in my bag
no matter where i’m at, i let that thing go blat
and that cocaine mafia got these n-gg-s mad (fo sho, owww)
homie it’s that cocaine mafia fo sho
i could break a brick down, n-gg- i could break a hoe
i’m a pro, what the f-ck you n-gg-s talkin?
everything’s a go



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