Mr. Lee - Cocaine lyrics

[Hook x2: Pimp C] Selling c**aine, coming down candy When I see your b**h in the mall she call me daddy [Verse 1: Slim Thug] Alright, P Pimp in the trunk rode in neons Old school steel blowing snow full of freon I pissin on you peons, p**y n***as tryin to sue me Fans watching my every move like they watching a movie A American gangsta live in the flesh and the sh** I'm selling like blue magic. It's the best, yes p**y n***as best to best up they chest Cause as soon as we catch em slipping we gon put that hoe to rest I put that on the text, n***as think the boss is soft n***a gon make em bring the old boss out No drought in my city, if you need it we got plenty Call me Cocaine Tony, out the A, f** women [Hook x2: Pimp C] Selling c**aine, coming down candy When I see your b**h in the mall she call me daddy [Verse 2: Boston Geroge] You can catch me at the stinda steak, thirty dollar night One more night before the first, that's a 2Pac type of night This b**h bad, I shouldn't hit her. I'ma hit her a** tonight I'ma whip it, I'ma whip it, I'ma whip it til it's right I'm D-O-P-E, yeah that's me. Everybody know G sling that coco lean Catch me, n***a whippin at my sister too Talkin bout no Chevy when I say I win by sixty-two Do it to a four, I put fours on that b**h Thirty-five hundred, get your four in a split Y'all know G know that b**h, I taught that hoe how to swim I took b**h script the diamond Lil Kim Boy I'm sellin' c**aine [Hook x2: Pimp C] Selling c**aine, coming down candy When I see your b**h in the mall she call me daddy [Verse 3: Bun B] Draked up but I'm dripped out Man I've been there for like twenty Choppers, droppers, and boppers, playa I had plenty Been heavy in these streets for damn near a couple decades Hustler in the grinder man, all I do is get paid All I do is get laid. Kirby see a dimes, man all my slab get sprayed So candy paint and shine, got money on my mind Got bread up in my brain, cash is all up in my conscious Partner, I need it man. See me and Slim Thug run daily, sell d** Riding hard for our squads, f** n***as catching slugs Balls talking Bun B, ninety-eighters and them boys in blue We ain't gots to tell ya what them boys'll do [Hook x2: Pimp C] Selling c**aine, coming down candy When I see your b**h in the mall she call me daddy