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Pure Cocaine lyrics

Performer Kidd Boss the Goat

Pure Cocaine song lyrics by Kidd Boss the Goat official

Pure Cocaine is a song in English

When you're hot like this you ain't got to talk shit let them feel your pain yeah talkin
Bar for the bar young nigga go hard 20 years ain't changed nah running' streets
I'm just tryna keep the peace ain't a day that them shots don't rain nah come to philly
Young nigga get busy got that plug on the pure cocaine I'm on Wayne Avenue tryna pitch

Rocks get shot in your face tryna kick box on the road with the p's makin' pit stops
like girl you know I got to pee don't start tripping and it's your last time riding' with
Me you finish its a job try finesse the police with these women they be getting' on your nerves
Till the double C's hit them got the bag and a purse but I never leave with them if she be a good

Girl I might put the D in her in the trap getting' back where I'd rather be nigga
Got the pack and the straps tell me if you see nigga tryna creep from the back that's
Why I'm a leave niggas blah mama still gone' I can't believe it I been lookin' in the
Clouds like why did you leave me you say everything happened for a reason so I'm a hold it down

While I'm still breathing' when you're hot like this you ain't got to talk shit let them feel
Your pain yeah talkin' bar for the bar young nigga go hard 20 years ain't changed
Nah from the streets I'm just tryna keep the peace ain't a day that them shots don't
Rain yeah come to philly' young nigga get busy got that plug on the pure cocaine when

You're hot like this shit got to talk shit let them feel your pain yeah talkin' ball
For the ball young nigga go hard 20 years ain't changed nah from the streets I'm
Just tryna keep the peace ain't a day that them shots don't rain yeah come to philly
Young nigga get busy got that plug on the pure cocaine all this drip that I'm wearing

Make them so mad on a plane you ain't make it I'm like so sad I'm doin' my thing
Round the world nigga think he popping' with his hood fame made me pull up in the Squad da
With like no gas spin the corner get to chopping' on yo ass try beefing' with the boss and
It won't last I got a short temper and I can't hold back been through everything all this

Pain ain't a game write it down yeah I'm gone' do my thing with a pen yeah where I'm
Goin' find a pretty peach Georgia fishing' in Atlanta until my rod caught her Kidd boss
Balling' no mistaking cut the hating take the foreign out Jamaica just to switch the gears I ain't gone keep Bragging' man I'm tired of the yapping' y'all gone' pay me keep running

My lips yeah when you're hot like this you ain't got to talk shit let him feel your
Rain yeah talkin' ball for the ball young nigga go hard 20 years ain't changed nah
From the streets I'm just tryna keep the peace ain't a day that them shots don't rain yeah
Come to philly' young nigga get busy got that plug on the pure cocaine when you're hot

Like this you ain't got to talk shit let them feel your pain yeah talkin' ball for
The ball young nigga go hard 20 years ain't changed from the streets I'm just tryna
Keep the peace ain't a day that them shots don't rain come to philly' young nigga get
Busy got that plug on the pure cocaine when you're hot like this
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Jesse Peterson Poinsette
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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