Noreaga - Cocaine Business Lyrics
[noreaga - verse 1]Ay yo, we was chillin, on the lowYo in vegas, this was at the magic showHad my pnb clothes and my west coast hoesGet me at the airport, i'm at the mgmSmoke swisher sweets and zigs and zagsDrinkin brandy straight, out a tall ass glassThey call em maurice's, i'm wit e-40Mack-10 yo and that nigga w.c.Yo in the lobby of the hotel, it's off the hookThey got no more rooms cause the shit all bookedBut last night i'm wit wesley snipesGettin drunk in cheetah's just feelin aiightI had to bounce early though, gotta catch a flightTold swizz beatz give a pound to him and his peepsI had to bounce in the limo, get somthin to eatAy yo, i'm bouncin in the limo gettin somthin to eatIt go...[kelis - chorus]Cocaine business controls americaIllegal business causin hysteria (4x)[noreaga - verse 2]On my way to the airport, the limo driveAnd then this cat pulled up in a pure white fiveHe said he hate me and he wished that i'd dieI rolled the window down and i said what's upI said ***** you, then i rolled the shit back upI paid it no mind, just drove off toughAnd then the driver said to me, yo they followin usNow i'm a little scaredBut i'm still preparedI'm like one deep wit one gat, nigga i'm hereThen i thought to my self, yo i'm near laguardiaLet me cut through the hood and have my niggas just body it upHave my niggas on the block playin the cutCall em up, when you see the white five fire it upAt this point i'm poppin shit, knowin i got it"come on mother*****er!!!", out the sunroof i yelledHopin these niggas still follow me and still don't bailIt go...[chorus][pharrell & (noreaga)]Ohh(what, wha-what, what) ahhOhh, that shit is gangsta, ahhOhh(what,wha-what, what) ahhOhh, that shit is gangsta, ahh[noreaga - verse 3]My niggas was on the block like i plannedThey hit the passenger side up and killed his manI hopped out the limo and just spinned aroundHit the ground, my niggas tried to hit the clownI said chill, he say he wanna see me dieSo let me hit the nigga up, blow him kiss good-byeAdios!Now i just gotta be ghostI gave my niggas a pound, and then i just hand em the toastThe limo driver got scared and tried to bounce on meAnd yo besides the heat, i had an ounce on meBullet proof vest feelin like an couch on meI called the hood cab, oh-5, came real fastI had to bounce real quick, get up off da ave.And yo mother*****er that's what i didAy yo, i still hit the airport and caught the flight kidTo all the haters, it don't even matter cause we still got doe[chorus til fade]
