Well the cocaine habit is mighty bad It's the worst old habit that I ever had Hey hey honey take a whiff on me Take a whiff on me Take a whiff on me
Die in your beauty sleep Where is grandma? It's time to eat... Perhaps in the bathroom, trying to excrete... She's not on the throne, where can she be
Well the cocaine habit is mighty bad It's the worst old habit that I ever had Hey hey honey take a whiff on me Take a whiff on me Take a whiff on
: Die in your beauty sleep Where is grandma? It's time to eat... Perhaps in the bathroom, trying to excrete... She's not on the throne, where can she
wake I pray the Lord my soul to take God (?), when thugs cry, too much is hard [2Pac] Born thuggin and lovin the way I came up Big money clutchin, bustin while evadin cocaine
momma in the livin room now hog-tied I came up wit two new ways to get rich I cant wait Got a brand new cig and that old thirty eight I be scheming
(I I get it) I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah) Money I got, money is got (I run New York!) [Verse 1] I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks, Coca
Money makes a nigga do crazy things Tust drug ’em out on cocaine Taught ’em hive of slang (?) The booty back and forth like a prostitutes 12 years old
You woke up in the rusted frame Burned out old Deville Your legs are shot and they're flushed with pain But you can't keep them still The sun sets and
torch smokin' cocaine just to maintain nutin' to gain nutin' to lose and last night I couldn't make it to the bathroom feelin' like a two year old
They just send another nigga to the morgue A point scored- they could give a fuck about us They rather catch us with guns and white powder If I was old
gettin too hot Still I can't stop - "Ri-da-da-da-din" [Verse 2] Bless the day that the God was born two, twenty-nine, seventy-six This cocaine was heavily
from your throne And you may laugh while you sit there Sipping your champagne And they all laugh at your despair Sniffing your cocaine I'm a man of choice in an old
roll 'em, smoke 'em and blow 'em dirty! Guns they hold 'em, if they clean dogg, we make 'em dirty! [Repeat 2x] [Verse 3 (Pitbull)] These boys from the bottom are obsessed with old
do, Everything that I say, say, Everywhere that I go I let 'em know hey I'm from the County of Dade! Old school chevy heavy, Old school niggas preachin
the Doctors, the Lawyers, money together could'nt get me 2 door Gulardo, 160 Drop, top, 120 House worth a million and three, Dula truck, 63 g's Old schools
Here come old flattop he come grooving up slowly He got joo-joo eyeball he one holy roller He got hair down to his knee Got to be a joker he just do what
