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yo gotti – cocaine 6 lyrics

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[intro]
i’ve been standing in the kitchen over there
stove just wanna whip it
mixing yellow with the soda
cook the whole thing got half a brick over

[chorus]
i’m on that cocaine 6
they not give him no
with them cocaine hits
i’m on my dope boy sh-t
i’m on that cocaine sh-t
white bit, white out for
for white b-tch
i think i’m on that cocaine sh-t
cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
cocaine is all they wanna hear
cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
cocaine that what they know me for

[verse 1]
ok, first thing first
p-ssy jump me in
i’m fresh up off the row
made manichee that weekend
violate our management
fresh up out a meeting
chris lighty told me stick to the streets
he got that business
i’m like who you getting?
trying to make these millions
to the maserati i cop that for easter weekend
got to fill ourselves
but i can’t find a ceiling
these little bone n-ggas mostly rim your b-tches in here chilling
he’s going up and down
her neck looks like a yo-yo
she said she wants him in too
i told her that’s a no-no
be my baby mama
need her, you my main hoe
p-ssy -ss rappers we ain’t cool
and you know so
plus i need a halo
p-sses me the h-off
streets is my religion
i be bringing to my four-four
gotti where you been?
hanging at the bank, b-tch
all around the globe
ripping that cocaine sh-t

[chorus]
i’m on that cocaine 6
they not give him no
with them cocaine hits
i’m on my dope boy sh-t
i’m on that cocaine sh-t
white bit, white out for
for white b-tch
i think i’m on that cocaine sh-t
cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
cocaine is all they wanna hear
cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
cocaine that what they know me for

[verse 2]
eyes froze
these n-ggas tell you they business
n-ggas talk like they gangsters
but most of these n-ggas b-tches
your favorite rapper
probably ain’t got no riches
probably still on the jewel
and most of the cars rented
mainly this industry sh-t
made for t.v
watered down commercial line
n-ggas don’t want to see me
besides, this sh-t
faker than wrestling
god is selling out to a label
you couldn’t imagine
f-ck them with their fancies
their labels and their advancements
’cause i got plugs on plugs that send me
bricks on bricks in advancements
now f-ck them all, bam
trying to get my -ss in
i’m the gangster of the year
and that’s how i been
ever since i entered
seen me in a rental
one thing right about it n-gga
there’s some bricks inside the fender
prep the cans
you step in the middle
smell like gasoline
fish gill, white glitter

[chorus]
i’m on that cocaine 6
they not give him no
with them cocaine hits
i’m on my dope boy sh-t
i’m on that cocaine sh-t
white bit, white out for
for white b-tch
i think i’m on that cocaine sh-t
cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
cocaine is all they wanna hear
cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
cocaine that what they know me for



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