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letra de cocaine dreamin - jim jones

[intro: jim jones]
ain’t nothin’ to understand
he’s tryna explain it
f-ck it, just follow the drip
he can’t buy this sh-t
let’s get saucy
(heatmakerz)
i was born in, n-gg-s was sworn in it
uh huh
[?], what’s up?
it’s all facts
true that
facts, n-gg-
my body
capo

[verse 1: jim jones]
i told ’em meet me at the top where it’s goin’ down (where it’s lit)
new dawn, drop the top while it’s slowin’ down (get off my d-ck)
where i’m from, they’ll pop a shot if you don’t hold your ground (boom)
you better get that chopper chopper just to hold it down (boom)
i done triple parked cars up outta polo ground (facts)
summer nights in rucker park was the only show in town (55th)
red carpets drippin’, grippin’ the fully-loaded pound
five-star dinners at packerwoods just to blow it down
i be scared to fall asleep, medusa all on my sheets (versace)
in my car, spilled gervinci sauce all over my seats (nasty)
tryna test her in a tesla, see if she gon’ f-ck (boom)
gettin’ head drivin’ with no hands like i’m elon musk
but that -ss was so fat like she gon’ bust (nasty)
right outta them fashion novas, but is we gon’ f-ck?
i mean, part of me but i got rich n-gg- habits
i love them foreign cars, pretty b-tches and automatics (okay)

[chorus: ball greezy]
cocaine dreamin’
it ain’t a b-tch that i can’t have
or a cocaine brick that i can’t grab
i go get it (okay)
cocaine dreamin’
no ad-libbin’, n-gg-s stick to the script
mix this with that and you get crack
and that’s facts (okay)
cocaine dreamin’
my life is like a movie, ahh
i could never let ’em do me, nah, ah
cocaine dreamin’
my life is like a movie, ahh
i could never let ’em do me, nah, ah

[verse 2: dave east]
cocaine trips to florida
whip explorers, dripped in nautica
addicted to dust, he can’t give that water up
the steak was porterhouse, i hustle for that richard porter love
traffic with henchmen, bomb attached to engine, blow that foreign up
call the coroner, alert the morgue, a body on the way
audemar, can’t tell the time, too many diamonds in the way
i know they sick, but tell them this
if i was on fire, i wouldn’t sell ’em p-ss
my mans say a prayer ‘fore he sell a brick
i got a [?] drip, feel like i won’t never miss
you on that pole, you better strip
overdose, make the medic spend
just me and ash discussin’ this cash, floatin’ up first
the powder brown like the c-ke grow in dirt, let’s go to work
exclusive gucci, [?] ran into me, told me i know that shirt
play griselda with the blanco, half a brick in the console
this ain’t training day, you can’t line me, you not alonzo
ball in the mornin’ in miami like alonzo
cookies rolled up in front though, yolo

- jim jones

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