Dayton Family, Philly Cocaine - Cocaine lyrics
[Dayton Family, Philly Cocaine - Cocaine lyrics]
Making your way in the world
Today takes everything you've got
Taking a break from all your worries
Sure would help a lot
Wouldn't you like to get away?
Sometimes I wanna go where
Everybody sells cocaine
The bitches selling coke
And the bitches don't be dames
Them bitches smoking dope
I wanna go where you can smoke for free
(hey) , and niggas get drunk and insane
I wanna go where everybody sells cocaine
Everybody everybody selling coke boy
Everybody everybody selling coke boy
Everybody everybody selling coke boy
Everybody everybody selling coke boy
Everybody everybody growing up we
Was broke until
We got introduced to the coke
Bought some jewelery and some Jordans boy
That was all she wrote
We started off on the block
Selling rocks dodging cops
A young killer with the clock and
Dayton Ave was the spot
And we lived and we died by
The words that we spoke
So we knew not to speak if
They caught us selling dope
My connect he was plugged
Had assortments of drugs
And the, they shot boy
They ran numbers out his club
He started me off with a key
Bring me back to 18, 300
And if you cook and it don't come back
I give that shit to you free
I flip that brick money back
I'm enjoying my run
A millionaire in the making by the age of 21
About to buy my sister a salon
Buy my mama a house
Buy my brothers new whips and move
Them both deep in the south
But the feds were at my
Door with distribution of blow
And now you know why
Cocaine, motherfucking dope game
Why the fuck I wanna be life in the fast lane
In the hood with no motherfucking coppers
Playing the music
Ain't nobody trying to stop us
Selling crack like it's motherfucking legal
Smoking that weed with
My motherfucking people
These bitches fucking everybody when
They get drunk
Hey throw your pussy in the air
So we can get crunk
I never smoke for free too much of fucking g
I get drunk and go insane like a killer bee
I wanna take you to a
Place where there ain't racists
Cocaine residue still on their faces
On the tip of their nose
On the tip of their toes
On the tip of the fact
The bitches everybody froze
I heard about it
Now be about it that's fo-sho
I never been where but I wanna go
Hey ha it's Philly Cocaine dope
Boy and I won't change
Ruby and professor they brought me
To talk the dope game
Sink clogged up niggas waiting on the drain
Can't feel my face I think
I blew out my brains
Head shots head shots I residing
In bedrock I'mma run
In town even if I get my leg shot
Kush got me paranoid
I thought I heard the feds knock
Kitchen full of coke backyard
Full of dead cops
I got a white girl, she like that white girl
Sick, bring a bucket in the
Booth cause I might hurl
Ku Klux now I would prefer to
Live in a white world (you might be
Might be) but no i ain't not predigest
Hate pussy niggas but I'm
Fucking with the Mexicans
10 inches of snow I'm
On the sidewalk shoveling
I wanna go where everybody
Trafficking and peddling
The mafia is black and Big
Meech is the president
Today takes everything you've got
Taking a break from all your worries
Sure would help a lot
Wouldn't you like to get away?
Sometimes I wanna go where
Everybody sells cocaine
The bitches selling coke
And the bitches don't be dames
Them bitches smoking dope
I wanna go where you can smoke for free
(hey) , and niggas get drunk and insane
I wanna go where everybody sells cocaine
Everybody everybody selling coke boy
Everybody everybody selling coke boy
Everybody everybody selling coke boy
Everybody everybody selling coke boy
Everybody everybody growing up we
Was broke until
We got introduced to the coke
Bought some jewelery and some Jordans boy
That was all she wrote
We started off on the block
Selling rocks dodging cops
A young killer with the clock and
Dayton Ave was the spot
And we lived and we died by
The words that we spoke
So we knew not to speak if
They caught us selling dope
My connect he was plugged
Had assortments of drugs
And the, they shot boy
They ran numbers out his club
He started me off with a key
Bring me back to 18, 300
And if you cook and it don't come back
I give that shit to you free
I flip that brick money back
I'm enjoying my run
A millionaire in the making by the age of 21
About to buy my sister a salon
Buy my mama a house
Buy my brothers new whips and move
Them both deep in the south
But the feds were at my
Door with distribution of blow
And now you know why
Cocaine, motherfucking dope game
Why the fuck I wanna be life in the fast lane
In the hood with no motherfucking coppers
Playing the music
Ain't nobody trying to stop us
Selling crack like it's motherfucking legal
Smoking that weed with
My motherfucking people
These bitches fucking everybody when
They get drunk
Hey throw your pussy in the air
So we can get crunk
I never smoke for free too much of fucking g
I get drunk and go insane like a killer bee
I wanna take you to a
Place where there ain't racists
Cocaine residue still on their faces
On the tip of their nose
On the tip of their toes
On the tip of the fact
The bitches everybody froze
I heard about it
Now be about it that's fo-sho
I never been where but I wanna go
Hey ha it's Philly Cocaine dope
Boy and I won't change
Ruby and professor they brought me
To talk the dope game
Sink clogged up niggas waiting on the drain
Can't feel my face I think
I blew out my brains
Head shots head shots I residing
In bedrock I'mma run
In town even if I get my leg shot
Kush got me paranoid
I thought I heard the feds knock
Kitchen full of coke backyard
Full of dead cops
I got a white girl, she like that white girl
Sick, bring a bucket in the
Booth cause I might hurl
Ku Klux now I would prefer to
Live in a white world (you might be
Might be) but no i ain't not predigest
Hate pussy niggas but I'm
Fucking with the Mexicans
10 inches of snow I'm
On the sidewalk shoveling
I wanna go where everybody
Trafficking and peddling
The mafia is black and Big
Meech is the president