Released on July 28, 2010

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[Chorus ?]

Cocaine music, cocaine music

Cocaine music

Cocaine, cocaine music


[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]

It's your boy Yo Gotti, the pyrax king

Rock about 80 something bands in these levi jeans

[?] I done started a movement

Got me a hundred bricks, and I bet I move it

Mr. White [?], Mr. White [?]

Too many doors on the Porshe, it look ugly

White house [?] same color

White Phantom, it come with an umbrella

Mr. Got a Pistol, that 40 be on deck

Mr. Imma Buy a Farrari Next Check


[?]

Big work broke the scale, take it back

[?] big dogs

My nigga doing life [?] walls

I'm America's most wanted [?]

I'm addicted to the gamе [?]

Yo Gotti!


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Cocaine music, cocaine music

Cocaine music

Cocainе, cocaine music


[Verse 2: Jeezy]

Cocaine music I sware

[?] cause you know I take it there


[?] need two [?]

Cut them bitches twice, make sure all four there

[?] buy them by the set

Dope like pussy, make more money when it's wet

Wanna talk Lambs, I done rode in too many

[?] like bottles, I don't open too many

I'm a real nigga, so let's get it understood


[?]

[?] seventeen

All the way from Dade County, did that boy something mean


[?] pulled out the [?]


[?] yeah he just did [?]


[?] what about [?]


[?] blame it on the [?]


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Cocaine music, cocaine music

Cocaine music

Cocaine, cocaine music


[Verse 3: Rick Ross]

Boss!

Started off lost, now I'm really getting payed

Rings bigger than the rings I used to [?]

Flying in the new Phantom, like look at me, mama

Counting money coming from a consirt, I had it jumpin

Really that was nothing, back in 1990 something

[?] competed for better numbers

You ain't talking bout dollars, less you got a couple commas

He really ain't a plug, till he front a couple hundred

Standing in the crowd, niggas looking at me funny

Cause I'm smoking on that loud, and they know I really done it

I can blow a mill, shit I just copped twenty

But I gotta keep it trill, like nothing like trap money

[?] labeled a black dummy

Slave with no remorse, [?]

Went shopping for them blocks, my nigga just asked for me


[?] brown bag [?]


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Cocaine music, cocaine music

Cocaine music

Cocaine, cocaine music


[Verse 4: Pusha T & Mallace]

I dream [?] the kelos come white

Put more faith in the scales than my one mic


[?]

[?] like antifreeze

I handle the keys from the corners to the drop

Got hit with a batch of [?] that's [?]

In that candy drop, chroam, missing roof

Or ice cream paint job, I got a sweet tooth

[?] past do

Million dollar baby [?]

Consume hype, toss that chicken like food fight

[?] niggas lose site

[?] four hours long

[?] ship a bird on

And when they touch down, they gon buy [?]

White girl get missing like gone baby gone


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Cocaine music, cocaine music

Cocaine music

Cocaine, cocaine music