Letters Coked Out

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This right here yo would never win a Grammy

It might get love at the port of Miami.

Crushed real fine for the the junkies off grimmies

All coke dealers say, "what's up king Nicky"

Cocaine rhymes designed up in the lab

Don't blame me the kids in rehab

I hit all colleges knocks 'em up

Every dorm that I go to they blow the stuff

Can't control the stuff, they're tryin to hold the stuff

And I can tell by your life baby girl your stuck on

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Can I be your drug of choice cause I'm cocaine fresh

No need to look further cause your fuckin with the best.

Police scared on cocaine matters,

Cause drug dealers brag about who's car is fatter

But it's all a pattern like the rings around Saturn

Your out there in space going off free base

Too many 8 balls and hanger stealin from the mall

Give your grandma cause your momma don't care

Fast speed balls gotcha pullin out your hair

While the drug dealers all throw money in the air cause of

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My homey says his go for 18-5

And with no wings we can make birds fly

And everywhere I go mother fuckers gettin high

And every drug of choice is at the top of the line

If you do it for the profit do it then lock it

And don't stop homey till the police stop it

Brain got the bends in the middle of a drought

And watch a broke bastard drop his mount

The Fillmore city knows cocoa leaves

I have your whole town coked out before I leave on

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