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letra de cocaina - blood money

[intro]
sellin’ plenty cocaina (cocaina)
huh, huh, huh
whatchu know about cocaina? (cocaina, cocaina)
cocaina, cocaina, cocaina (cocaina)
sellin’ plenty cocaina (cocaina)
about to send me cocaina (cocaina)

[verse 1]
sellin’ plenty cocaina (cocaina)
he done hit me up, told me meet him at the crib
met him at the cleaner in the beamer, it was a steamer
he gave me plenty cocaina (cocaina, cocaina)
cocaina (cocaina)
don’t need no money, he gon’ give me cocaina (cocaina)
cocaina (cocaina)
ain’t got no problem, go and get me cocaina (cocaina)
cocaina (cocaina)
gotta give these willing b-tches cocaina
ain’t no b-tches, this a lota of cocaina (cocaina)
soft-rock cocaina (cocaina)
all these women, i can get that cocaina (cocaina)
200 thou, true religions in the cleaner
don’t give no f-ck, got that cocaina (cocaina)
don’t give no f-ck ’bout no rap, got that cocaina
i’m in the trap, i got the sl-t and cocaina (cocaina)
the fiends come, got them sniffin’ cocaina (cocaina)
come and get me, they buy plenty cocaina (cocaina)
they want like 5, 12 and plenty cocaina
they want a lot of cocaina
’cause ain’t no tellin’, i want all the cocaina
but when i got it, water whippin’ cocaina
i’m in the kitchen, tryna get the cocaina
[chorus]
i got a lot of cocaina
i ain’t got no problem, got that powder, cocaina
my n-ggas know i got a lot of cocaina
don’t try to rob me, got them sirens, cocaina
i got a couple of lil shooters, cocaina
they don’t need you, nino k!ll you, cocaina
and if i try, come and sell you, cocaina
ain’t got no problem, i ain’t gon’ sell you cocaina

[verse 2]
don’t want no problem, i ain’t gon’ sell you cocaina
you n-ggas b-tches, y’all be tellin’, cocaina
my n-ggas with it, i’m a felon, cocaina
you run up on me, b-tch, i’m yellin’ cocaina
cocaina, cocaina, i be sellin’ cocaina
you n-ggas b-tches, y’all be yellin’ cocaina
but in the hood, y’all ain’t sellin’ cocaina
you n-ggas poppin’ mollies, drinkin’ aquafina
aquafina, aquafina
n-ggas f-gs on my momma
i got that sh-t, don’t play with me, i got my llama
i run up on you, get to shootin’, i’m like obama
i’m with the sh-t, i got that sh-t, i got that drumma
this sh-t’ll hit you, flip and k!ll you on my momma
i got the type of sh-t to fill you on my momma
feel that hot sh-t
i don’t give no f-ck, i’m with the sh-t
banana clip’ll make a f-ggot do a flip (make him flip like an elephant n-gga)
just ’cause i got cocaina
the atf tryna lock me, cocaina
they come and get me, they can’t stop me, cocaina
the poparazzi know i got that cocaina
cocaina, cocaina
i got plenty cocaina
my migo told me, he just sent me cocaina
the calumet bas-m-nt, it was plenty cocaina
my b-tch ain’t tell me, she’s prolly cocaina
[outro]
cocaina, cocaina
cocaina, cocaina
blood money, cocaina

- blood money

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