Underground Kingz feat. Rick Ross Cocaine Lyrics

UGK (Underground Kingz) Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Swisha and Dosha
  • 2 Int'l Players Anthem (I Choose You)
  • 3 Chrome Plated Woman
  • 4 Life Is 2009
  • 5 The Game Belongs to Me
  • 6 Like That (remix)
  • 7 Gravy
  • 8 Underground Kingz
  • 9 Grind Hard
  • 10 Take tha Hood Back
  • 11 Quit Hatin' the South
  • 12 Heaven
  • 13 Trill N****** Don't Die
  • 14 Drop Top Dyne (remix)
    CD 2
  • 1 How Long Can It Last
  • 2 Still Ridin' Dirty
  • 3 Stop-N-Go
  • 4 Cocaine
  • 5 Two Type of Bitches
  • 6 Real Women
  • 7 Candy
  • 8 Tell Me How Ya Feel
  • 9 Shattered Dreams
  • 10 Like That
  • 11 Next Up
  • 12 Living This Life
  • 13 Outro
  • 14 Int'l Players Anthem (Chopped & Screwed)
  • 15 Int'l Players Anthem
  • 16 Hit the Block
  • 17 Top Drop Dyne
  • [Talking:]
    (cocaine cocaine), I'd like to introduce you all to
    (cocaine cocaine) UGK, UGK bitch my man Bun B
    Pimp C in the house y'all, put your hands together
    Big Dick Cheney and Snowy Snow, (cocaine cocaine)

    [Pimp C:]
    Uh the bitch, been good to me
    Been bad to my homies, keep it cool with me
    I played it by the rules, and the regulations
    I use to switch cars with the Mexican, at the gas station
    Mine had money in it, his had the work
    After the deal was done, I make my girl pussy squirt
    Cause after the deal, we would all celebrate
    Happy cause it wasn't no jacking, and the product was straight
    I never came, with the funny business
    That's why we steady playing in Jags, and Benzes
    Some niggaz, let the city eat em up
    I was just coming up, whipping my pyrex steady beating it up
    I'm a shark with the fork, microwave or pot
    I'ma hit it with the Sprite, and make that butter lock
    Everything was cool, I was ice cold
    Till I let that bitch, get up in my nose

    [Hook: x5]
    Cocaine, cocaine

    [Bun B:]
    They call it cocaine, coc-a-ina, yayo
    Coca leaf, whatever you wanna say bro
    Cocaine is a hell of a drug, it ain't hum-drum
    And we all know where it's at, but where it come from
    The mountains of Columbia, and Peru
    Extracted from the coca leaf, but see that shit ain't new
    It's been around for hundreds of years, exploited by the rich
    They even use to put it in Coca-Cola, ain't that a bitch
    You had kings, queens, princes and princesses
    Even priests and popes, fought to getting it in different instances
    A privileged possession, for dozens of centuries
    Helped a few wars, legal and illegal industries
    Grown by the cartels, protected by gorillas
    Transported by the best, to the ghettos to straight killers
    The power of the powder pimping, you don't understand
    Ask W man, he's a dealer and a fan of cocaine

    [Hook x5]

    [Rick Ross:]
    You chilling on the corner, looking cooler than a mo'fucker
    Got a pocket full of hot, it's hotter than a mo'fucker
    Living in that condition, my Phantom in the front yard
    We them real dope boys, I ain't gotta front dog
    Big dope in the trunk, following my Map Quest
    Choppers in the white house, pistol on my lap yes
    I remember, when I first met that wonderful girl
    Club Rolex, she fathered my mother a pearl
    Spinning wild living foul, diamonds all in my dial
    Pimping style, but they yayo got me wearing linen now
    Getting paper, paper plates on convertables
    And my yayo to P-A, that work'll move
    Ricky Ross, only fuck with legends
    Pimp C, Bun B got the hustle perfected
    I could ship it to ya, or you could come and get it
    Just bring the cool million with ya, when you come and visit (Ross)

    [Hook x9]

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