Coke Like The 80's - Rick Ross
[Sample:]
Okay last time, this is drugs
This is your brain on drugs
Any questions?
[Intro:]
Welcome home George Jung (RIP McBride)
The real Boston George
It's that Dade Country yayo sh_t
Double MOB
I'm finny take these p_ssy n_ggas down
Beat Billionaire
[Hook:]
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my all white Mercedes
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke white Mercedes
[Verse 1]
All white, n_gga, Big Ike, n_gga
Keep shooters with me, you'll call your gravesite n_gga
15th Ave, miracle n_gga
Get [?], come and get a few n_gga
John Doe n_gga, you know that convo
Get you that weed and white, want you a combo n_gga
Checkmate with the sticks, identify by your kicks
Welcome home to Skinner, already bought him a brick
Boobie Gang was the clique, forever changed the game
Bunky Brown was a legend, Wayne Parker the mane (Vonda)
Carol City success, 183rd still a rout
We live in the jungle, fishtanks in the house
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Bo dealin' n_gga, oh really n_gga?
Bunche Park hot, it's a block full of killas
Lil' Trav, n_gga
Execution upcomin', 'bout that lil' tab n_gga
River City, they slide, aka homicide
Rest in peace to the Goonies, one day we'll be eye to eye
It is what it is, I left the vest at the crib
Extended the clip, I'ma give 'em the biz
Catch you jackin' your d_ck, now you f_cked in the game
Leave you flat on your back, where you lay was a stain
A mil' in the hole is every real n_gga goal
And this uncut like Ochoa, they want your crumbs off the floor
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
My new b_tch, she a waitress, strip club is a trap
Stick my d_ck in her p_ssy when she come sit on my lap
Get that paper, my plug, he sent that pack from Bahamas
It's uncut like the 80's, 17 still my number
Candy paint on my donk, Jesus piece on my charm
[?], she just wanted a bump
Her man wanted a line, so I sold 'em a verse
Sold a quarter for 9, and I sold 'em the vert
Can't be takin' them trips, for that flea market whip
Peep this Rollie fugazy, I'm sellin' game to a pimp
Line up all of my b_tches, head crack 'em and check 'em
Even if she barefooted, I bet the streets gon' respect her
[Hook]
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