Freddie Gibbs - Cocaine Parties lyrics

La-dickda da-a, da-a (I like this flavor)
La da da da-dickda da-a, la-a
(la-a, la-a, la-a)
Let me tell you, I'm out here
From a very far away place
All for a chance to be a star
Nowhere seems to be too far

Cocaine parties in LA
I'm juggin' at some cocaine parties in LA
Yeah cocaine parties in LA
Threw my set up at some
Mo' gang parties in LA gangsta Gibbs
Los Angeles
Do it (Shake that body, party that bod-)
Uh, I do it
(Shake that body, party that body)
Bitch, I do it
(Shake that body, party that body)
Bitch, I do it, yeah

Hey killa, you forgot your soda dawg
My mama kitchen stankin' from
The last order dawg
So many cocaine transactions I don't recall
Was lit, tell the judge and the
Preacher presiding over y'all
Fuck the police protocol
We choppin' loads up, in the crib
No heat by the stove my toes froze up
Niggas like to fuck up their re-up money
Get rolled up bullet holed-up
Ran off on the plug once (once nigga)
Minor setback, major comeback
Two bitches at the Ritz Carlton
I was dumb hype
I dropped the chicken then remixed it
It was dumb white
Fuck her pretty face and that pussy hoe
What your funds like fucked her in some $5
000 shoes or pumps right
Allergic to these weak ass hoes
Nigga gesundheit miss my Harlem bitch
Buss that pussy open in one night
But last time I was out in New
York I got in a gunfight
Blowbiz to the showbiz
I kick rap burnin' like kermit
Sippin' on hoe tears
Million dollar world tour
A nigga with no spins
Everyday I got a new cousin, nigga we no kin
And all this internet shit done
Fucked up the era
That bitch ain't been the same
Since 'Ye dropped her off at the airport
They only gave us 28 days so make em last
The black delegation would like
To trade Stacey Dash
For Adele and Margot Robbie
Let's get it poppin', we on
Fuck it, even trade
We even throw in a Raven Symone
Filthy Jet Black nigga Backstage
Full of white bitches
No I don't sell like Macklemore
But I've got White Privilege
Try not to sell no crack no more
Tryna stay out the prison
That Heron shit will get your
Ass a gas price sentence
That snitchin' shit will leave you marked
Just like a life sentence
That snitchin' shit will get your
Family and your wife missin' play position
These niggas friendly as a box of puppies
I drop big nuts on this game
They holdin' chicken nuggets
My backwood rolled up with dirty
You smell that
Seen myself on Comedy Central
Hope they bring Chappelle back
Feds listenin'
All this talk about the scale be scaled back
Seen India Love nudes
A nigga trying to nail that
A couple weeks I'm in Toronto
I'ma see all my bitches
But all my niggas can't cross the
Border for that all-star shit
But niggas be creepin' for the weekend
Give her that all-star dick
I want that pussy, head, mouth, ass
And all that shit

Cocaine parties in LA
Throw ya' set up at some
More gang parties in LA
I know some neighborhood Pirus that sell yay
(Los Angeles)
I got homies with them pound 6 - o's
(R60) and 8 Trays
Nigga shoutout to my Mexican partner
Forgot about 'em
(Shake that body, party that bod-)
When he come back across the border
We throwin' a powder party
(Shake that body, party that body)