N.O.R.E., Kelis - Cocaine Business (Hysteria) lyrics
[N.O.R.E., Kelis - Cocaine Business Hysteria lyrics]
Ay yo, we was chillin, on the low
Yo in Vegas, this was at the Magic Show
Had my PNB clothes and my West Coast hoes
Get me at the airport, I'm at the MGM
Smoke Swisher Sweets and Zigs and Zags
Drinkin Brandy straight, out a tall ass glass
They call em Maurice's, I'm wit E-40
Mack-10 yo and that nigga WC
Yo in the lobby of the hotel
It's off the hook
They got no more rooms cause
The shit all booked
But last night I'm wit Wesley Snipes
Gettin drunk in Cheetah's just feelin aiight
I had to bounce early though
Gotta catch a flight told Wes
"peace" gave a pound to him and his peeps
I had to bounce in the limo
Get somthin to eat ay yo
I'm bouncin in the limo gettin somthin to eat
It Go
Cocaine business controls America
Illegal business causin hysteria
On my way to the airport, the limo drive
And then this cat pulled up
In a pure white five
He said he hate me and he wished that I'd die
I rolled the window down and I said what's up
I said fuck you
Then I rolled the shit back up
I paid it no mind, just drove off tough
And then the driver said to me
Yo they followin us now I'm a little scared
But I'm still prepared
I'm like one deep wit one gat, nigga I'm here
Then I thought to my self
Yo I'm near LaGuardia
Let me cut through the hood and have
My niggas just body it up
Have my niggas on the block playin the cut
Call em up
When you see the white five fire it up
At this point I'm poppin shit
Knowin I got it "Come On Motherfucker!"
Out the sunroof I yelled
Hopin these niggas still follow me
And still don't bail it go
Ohh (what, wha-what, what) Ahh
Ohh, that shit is gangsta, Ahh
Ohh (what, wha-what, what) Ahh
Ohh, that shit is gangsta, Ahh
My niggas was on the block like I planned
They hit the passenger side up
And killed his man
I hopped out the limo and just spinned around
Hit the ground
My niggas tried to hit the clown
I said chill, he say he wanna see me die
So let me hit the nigga up
Blow him kiss good-bye adios!
Now I just gotta be ghost
I gave my niggas a pound
And then I just hand em the toast
The limo driver got scared and
Tried to bounce on me
And yo besides the heat, I had an ounce on me
Bullet proof vest feelin like an couch on me
I called the hood cab, oh-5, came real fast
I had to bounce real quick, get up off da ave
And yo motherfucker that's what I did ay yo
I still hit the airport and
Caught the flight kid to all the haters
It don't even matter cause we still got doe
Yo in Vegas, this was at the Magic Show
Had my PNB clothes and my West Coast hoes
Get me at the airport, I'm at the MGM
Smoke Swisher Sweets and Zigs and Zags
Drinkin Brandy straight, out a tall ass glass
They call em Maurice's, I'm wit E-40
Mack-10 yo and that nigga WC
Yo in the lobby of the hotel
It's off the hook
They got no more rooms cause
The shit all booked
But last night I'm wit Wesley Snipes
Gettin drunk in Cheetah's just feelin aiight
I had to bounce early though
Gotta catch a flight told Wes
"peace" gave a pound to him and his peeps
I had to bounce in the limo
Get somthin to eat ay yo
I'm bouncin in the limo gettin somthin to eat
It Go
Cocaine business controls America
Illegal business causin hysteria
On my way to the airport, the limo drive
And then this cat pulled up
In a pure white five
He said he hate me and he wished that I'd die
I rolled the window down and I said what's up
I said fuck you
Then I rolled the shit back up
I paid it no mind, just drove off tough
And then the driver said to me
Yo they followin us now I'm a little scared
But I'm still prepared
I'm like one deep wit one gat, nigga I'm here
Then I thought to my self
Yo I'm near LaGuardia
Let me cut through the hood and have
My niggas just body it up
Have my niggas on the block playin the cut
Call em up
When you see the white five fire it up
At this point I'm poppin shit
Knowin I got it "Come On Motherfucker!"
Out the sunroof I yelled
Hopin these niggas still follow me
And still don't bail it go
Ohh (what, wha-what, what) Ahh
Ohh, that shit is gangsta, Ahh
Ohh (what, wha-what, what) Ahh
Ohh, that shit is gangsta, Ahh
My niggas was on the block like I planned
They hit the passenger side up
And killed his man
I hopped out the limo and just spinned around
Hit the ground
My niggas tried to hit the clown
I said chill, he say he wanna see me die
So let me hit the nigga up
Blow him kiss good-bye adios!
Now I just gotta be ghost
I gave my niggas a pound
And then I just hand em the toast
The limo driver got scared and
Tried to bounce on me
And yo besides the heat, I had an ounce on me
Bullet proof vest feelin like an couch on me
I called the hood cab, oh-5, came real fast
I had to bounce real quick, get up off da ave
And yo motherfucker that's what I did ay yo
I still hit the airport and
Caught the flight kid to all the haters
It don't even matter cause we still got doe