Pure Cocaine Paroles

young cash

yeah, i never thought i would be ridin dirty on i-10 just reup and flip again,
rent a car from enterprise license proof of insurance

speed limit 65 so im goin 62,
both hands on the steering wheel drivin like a old lady do

crackers pull me over they aint got shit gotta let me dip,
purple haze is all i smoke but she couldn't make it on this trip

usaully keep a pistol too one in the chamber clip full,
not today on i-10 its nothing but me and redbull

collared shirt brown slacks lookin like a business man,
bible on the passenger side yeah i'm a christian man

yeah i pray to god let me get these bricks back lord,
please dont let these crackers try to search this lil ol' honda accord. im the only one touch the work so i know its all good,
cause i don't move nothing but, nothin but, nothin but

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yo gotti

remember me coca`ina you like my best friend,
when i was down and fucked up you got my ass in

far as i remember my nigga my life is full of pain,
i posted up in the snow i stood out in the rain

i laid that white on the table i watch em catch a drain,
i knew right then right there that i would never live the same

im like a bird myself nigga wrap me up and move me,
i got a stamp in the middle the whole hood approve me

but you cant break me down (down) you gotta sell me whole (whole),
its a drought on real niggas you already know

im that ether nigga that fish scale,
you that oil base homie you don't cook well

im yo gotti the king and i got that young cash,
new money in a muthafuckin dufflebag

all hundreds in a sour creme ruffles bag,
young money bitch i keep a couple hundred stashed

chorus x2

gucci mane

coca'ina heavily cooking dope excessively,
heavy risk activity my god given ability

hid the bricks in the 6 wait 'til they get low to ???,
shawtys start a lotta problems let her start it off wit bricks

gucci mane the dope boy point me where the jays at,
heres a 50 slab watch my'74 to payday

shawty want some hardball baby want some powder,
im so high i see stone mountain

gucci got da birds i aint talkin bout da falcons,
gucci slangin birds also known as a dragon

hundred pounds of midgrade stash that in my magnum,
roll it to the country then them country boys i tax them

gucci mane bastard cook dat dope faster,
make that dope stretch like a 80 inch plasma

coke skank dope skank smokin on my airplane,
80 in the air man bricks over here mane

chorus x2

(Thanks to Quantisa for these lyrics)