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Pure Cocaine

This song is by Yo Gotti and appears on the album Cocaine Muzik (2008).

(Feat. Young Cash and Gucci Mane)

Pure cocaine, pure cocaine x3
All I ever served out in these streets is pure cocaine

Young cash

Yeah, I never thought I would be ridin' dirty on i-10 just reup and flip again,
Rent a car from enterprise license proof of insurance

Speed limit 65 so I'm goin' 62,
Both hands on the steering wheel drivin' like a old lady do

Crackers pull me over they ain't got shit gotta let me dip,
Purple haze is all I smoke but she couldn't make it on this trip

Usaully keep a pistol too one in the chamber clip full,
Not today on i-10 its nothing but me and redbull

Collared shirt brown slacks lookin' like a business man,
Bible on the passenger side yeah I'm a christian man

Yeah I pray to god let me get these bricks back lord,
Please don't let these crackers try to search this lil ol' honda accord.

Shit I'm wide awake, I ain't sleepy so I ain't gon swerve
Told you I like to trap it when it rain I call 'em thunderbirds

I'm the only one touch the work so I know its uncut,
'Cause I don't move nothing but, nothin' but, nothin' but

Yo gotti

Remember me cocaina you like my best friend,
When I was down and fucked up you got my ass in

Far as I remember my nigga my life been full of pain,
I posted up in the snow I stood out in the rain

I laid that white on the table I watch 'em catch a drain,
I knew right then right there that I would never live the same

I'm like a bird myself nigga wrap me up and move me,
I got a stamp in the middle the whole hood approve me

But you can't break me down (down) you gotta sell me whole (whole),
It's a drought on real niggas you already know

I'm that ether nigga that fish scale,
You that oil base homie you don't cook well

I'm yo gotti the king and I got that young cash,
New money in a mufuckin dufflebag

Old hundreds in a sour creme ruffles bag,
Dope money bitch I keep a couple hundred stashed

Gucci mane

Cocaina heavily cooking dope excessively,
Heavy risk activity my god given ability

Hid the bricks in the 6 wait till they get low to ???,
Shawty snort a lotta powder let her snort it off the bricks

Gucci mane the dope boy point me where the jays at,
Heres a 50 slab watch my'74 to payday

Shawty want some hardball baby want some powder,
I'm so high I see stone mountain

Gucci got da birds I ain't talkin' bout da falcons,
Gucci slangin birds also known as a dragon

Hundred pounds of midgrade stash that in my magnum,
Roll it to the country then them country boys I tax them

Gucci mane bastard cook dat dope faster,
Make that dope stretch like a 80 inch plasma

Coke stank dope stank smokin' on my airplane,
80 in the air mane bricks over here mane

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