Coca Coca

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

Coca, coca, Coca-Cola, yayo bought me everything

Yola, yola, baking soda, cocaine is my girlfriend

Boil-a, boil-a, boiling water, damn I got a forced game

Snort-a, stort-a, make an offer, no prob', I could cook it for ya

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Retail shops and beauty parlors to cover up these dirty dollars

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Detail shops and beauty parlors to cover up these dirty dollars

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

Mi casa su casa partna, mi casa so full of rastas

More ganja than reefer farmers, you couldn't see me with binoculars

White girl with me, Cindy Lauper, multi deep like Frank Sinatra

Gave ten birds to Waka Flocka, told him drop 'em, Moreland Plaza

Flow sick like the morning after, try me then your skull get fractured

Ransom your little handsome son, so sad that your first daughter captured

Gucci hot as boiling water, my pack just came cross the border

Your girlfriend's a major snorter but that bitch ain't worth a quarter

Don't give that another thought-a, if you serve me then get shot up

Ounce, a half, a eighth, a quarter, send my goons to do the slaughter

Hustle hard, got from my father, take no shit, got from my mother

Never snitched and never will, I put that on my baby brother

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

Coca, coca, Coca-Cola, yayo bought me everything

Yola, yola, baking soda, cocaine is my girlfriend

Boil-a, boil-a, boiling water, damn I got a forced game

Snort-a, stort-a, make an offer, no prob', I could cook it for ya

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Retail shops and beauty parlors to cover up these dirty dollars

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Detail shops and beauty parlors to cover up these dirty dollars

[Verse 2: Rocko]

Only one dude and I'ma smoke my reefer

Cruise through the city in my new two-seater

Stay lowkey, get dough with my people

Maybe try to find me a blow a little cheaper

Only one dude and I'ma ride around town

Work got low, bitch dropped a few pounds

Count a few checks, deal 'em out

Shoot a little dice, blow a little loud

Sell a little powder, make a few thou'

Turn them into millions standing tall as Yao

Mean mug every nigga on my team

Nigga say anything, folk will hit him in his mouth

Back in the day, they said I wouldn't be shit

Tell them fuck niggas, "Nigga, look at me now!"

Money on my dick, they worse than they bitch

It don’t make no sense, we just laugh at them clowns

Pull up to the club, everybody like, "Wow!"

Watch cost a car, car cost a house

Catch me in the club, I'm stunting on the couch

Balling like a baller, me and Gucci ballin' out

Shawty got it for the low, who said it was a drought?

Swag run so hard, man these hoes like (Ow!)

Well known in the North, raised in the South

Connected out West, get 'em in, get 'em out

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

Coca, coca, Coca-Cola, yayo bought me everything

Yola, yola, baking soda, cocaine is my girlfriend

Boil-a, boil-a, boiling water, damn I got a forced game

Snort-a, stort-a, make an offer, no prob', I could cook it for ya

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Retail shops and beauty parlors to cover up these dirty dollars

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Detail shops and beauty parlors to cover up these dirty dollars

[Verse 3: OJ Da Juiceman]

In the kitchen with Patrick Swayze, me and the yay is dirty dancing

Drop a gold deuce and it white just like some Louie glasses

Stupid Brick Squad chickens in, stankin' through the plastic

Gettin ‘em in and gettin’ em gone; definition of a trapper

I'm the hottest thing walkin' 'round in East Atlanta

So I'm like a baby, shittin' like a damn Pamper

Ooh, they hate my swag cause these bars is Alaska

Hip-hop police got me workin' under the scanner

Coca-Cola, where's the water? Watch this dough, I serve this order

One on the window cause the police just might smell this odor

Barber shops and beauty parlors just to cover dirty dollars

White girl was super dirty so I put her in the shower

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

Coca, coca, coca cola, yayo bought me everythang

Yola, yola, baking soda, cocaine is my girlfriend

Boila, boila, boiling water, damn I gotta forced game

Snorta, storta make an offer; no prob I could cook it for ya

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Retail shops and beauty parlors to "cover up these dirty dollars"

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Detail shops and beauty parlors to cover up these dirty dollars

[Verse 4: Waka Flocka Flame]

Soo Woo! To the B gang, it’s a G thang, see me

I’m eyeballin' shorty, Gucci got the work and Flocka got the 40

Work the wheels and hold the gun

Smoke out my pistol, I wish you’d run

Nigga win some like, "Which one?

Hundred round chopper or the handgun?"

Heard I ain’t never lost none, got nicks and dimes, you want some?

I’m a legend in the hood like Big Pun

Got bales of the mid you want some? I bought them

Waka Flocka, Flocka Waka, midgrade bought me everything

I’m gutter, gutter, gutter, gutter, I put that shit on Gucci Mane

Brick Squad is what the fuck I claim (Brick Squad)

God y'all niggas off the chain (Loony)

Lookin' like he want my chain, I smoke him like some Mary Jane

(Bow, bow, bow, bow!) And shorty that shit real talk

(Bow, bow, bow, bow!) And shorty that shit real talk

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

Coca, coca, coca cola, yayo bought me everythang

Yola, yola, baking soda, cocaine is my girlfriend

Boila, boila, boiling water, damn I gotta forced game

Snorta, storta make an offer; no prob I could cook it for ya

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Retail shops and beauty parlors to "cover up these dirty dollars"

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Detail shops and beauty parlors to cover up these dirty dollars

[Verse 5: Shawty Lo]

Shawty Lo, call me Escobar

They try to retired me like the great Brett Favre

Still got no wife but the white be my girlfriend

Even Nicki fuckin' with my girlfriend

Yeah, we share that bitch

Got Waka Flocka, Gucci, Rocko in that bitch

Still in the kitchen, flickin' the wrist

And I'm still on the highway takin' a risk

Back and forth from the 1 and the 6

Ridin' I-20 with a bunch of them bricks

Ayy, from the 1 and the 6

Ridin' I-20, all white bricks

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

Coca, coca, coca cola, yayo bought me everythang

Yola, yola, baking soda, cocaine is my girlfriend

Boila, boila, boiling water, damn I gotta forced game

Snorta, storta make an offer; no prob I could cook it for ya

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Retail shops and beauty parlors to "cover up these dirty dollars"

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Detail shops and beauty parlors to cover up these dirty dollars

[Verse 6: Yo Gotti]

Feds coming after us, niggas talkin' 'bout jackin' us

Married to that white girl so bitch, I ain’t no bachelor

Brick Squad, Re-Up Gang, motherfuckin' yayo club

Lookin for another one cause I ran off on my last plug

Off white Jag, white truck, white Lambo

All white Porsche four door going HAM ho

You know who I am ho (Yo Gotti!) you say I robbed your brother

I don’t give a damn though; he must've had the yams low

He must've had them grams off, weighing what I paid for

Too many of them bands, now he laying on his man's floor

I’m Yo Gotti nigga, and I’m from North Memphis

In East Atlanta Zone 6 and I got the North with me

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

Coca, coca, Coca-Cola, yayo bought me everything

Yola, yola, baking soda, cocaine is my girlfriend

Boil-a, boil-a, boiling water, damn I got a forced game

Snort-a, stort-a, make an offer, no prob', I could cook it for ya

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Retail shops and beauty parlors to cover up these dirty dollars

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Detail shops and beauty parlors to cover up these dirty dollars

[Verse 7: Nicki Minaj]

(Yo, yo, yo)

I got that hard Gucc', you know these bitches easy

I got that cold flu, I got that itchy sneezy

You in that Mitsubishi, I'm in that Bentley GT

I'm takin' trips with Papi (You walkie-talkie copy)

I got them Pookie fiends, might rock some Juicy jeans

I mean some Juicy sweats; maybe some blue Giuseppes

I play foul, no free-throw

Bitch I ball, no free show, deadass, no peep-show

Bought our own condo, water-front condo

Daughter, son dundo; watchin' Telemundo

Flyer than a rocket, money in my polly-pocket

What you coppin'? Keep that work inside my Pippi Longstocking, bitch

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

Coca, coca, Coca-Cola, yayo bought me everything

Yola, yola, baking soda, cocaine is my girlfriend

Boil-a, boil-a, boiling water, damn I got a forced game

Snort-a, stort-a, make an offer, no prob', I could cook it for ya

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Retail shops and beauty parlors to cover up these dirty dollars

Mi casa su casa partna, my partnas get stupid guallas

Detail shops and beauty parlors to cover up these dirty dollars