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yo gotti - cocaine muzik 2 lyrics

[verse 1: yo gotti]
when im alone in my room sometimes i stare at the wall
flashbacks about the streets and memories of my dawgs
i just looked at my phone had a couple of missed calls
one from gucci, one from diddy, and a couple of brawds
man i’m down for the cause
put these b-tches on pause
they’ll lie to your face go f-ck off with dawgs
i’m like what up to my fans i wrote this sh-t here for y’all
come to your city stand on the couch, go hard, and ball
cocaine music my n-gga that sh-t considered the brand
all white is the movement what the f-ck is you sayin’
n-ggas thought i was playing til’ i pulled up in them cars
then stepped out wit’ that jewerly now they see us as stars
i pushed the b-tton dropped the top
fixed my chain c-ck my glock
tell my homies squad up ’bouta fall up in the spot
stay focused keep your eyes open n-ggas be hating
its 1st degree murder if a n-gga wanna play(bow)
cocaine straight face no emotion just silence
these n-ggas wildin’
they strive on violence
n-ggas talkin’ goon sh-t i preach it to the choir
i know it, i seen it, i done it . . . c-ck, aim, fire

[hook]
while we’re gettin’ to it(oooh)
this is how we do it(all night)
all night
all it is, is g way
and you know my heat stay(by my side)
just me and my thoughts waiting on that call
listening to that cocaine
this is co-caine mu-sic mu-sic

[verse 2: starlito]
trash bag on the backseat
having flashbacks of a track meet
metro pd trynna catch me
high speed back streets if we crash so be it(f-ck it)
cause the strap to big can’t even stash the heat(d-mn)
predicate felon in the p-ssenger seat (so what we gonna do?)
so im smashing when they ask for id(scuur)
blue lights flashin’ there future in the rearview
god saying pull over but lucifer i hear you
my heart racing
might as well start bracing myself for the car chasin’
man the law getting closer i pull to the shoulder
they sped right p-ss me they ain’t even pull me over
i need a blunt and a rap check asap
til then im in the trap
and i stay strap
20 pounds 20 thou yea i charge’em that
25 high risk boy a heart
cashville on the ave where i started
old school game yea i prolly need a starter hat
and a pull over i so f-cking hooded yea zilla voice
bopping cocaine music ridin’ in a vanilla porche

- yo gotti lyrics

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