Coke, Dope, Crack, Smack Remix

[Intro: J-Doe]

Coke, dope, crack, smack (Uh)

Coke, dope, crack, smack (Uh)

Coke, dope, crack, smack

Coke

Yeah!

E! E!

[Chorus: J-Doe]

Coke, dope, crack, smack

Co-coke, dope, crack, smack (Remix!)

Co-coke, dope, crack, smack

And E, E, E, E (Remix!)

Coke, dope, crack, smack (J-Doe!)

Co-co-co-coke, dope, crack, smack

Let me start this thing off

Co-co-co-coke, dope, crack, smack

You know what I'm sayin'?

And E, E, E, E

[Verse 1: J-Doe]

Since this the remix, remix

I'ma have to do it like it's never been done

I'ma have to kill it like it's never been one

Niggas that was spittin' didn't get enough attention

Like, I do and I move it however the fuck I want to and

If a nigga try to stop me, try to block me

Then I'm probably gonna give it to 'em quicker than a Kawasaki

Moving top speed - ow!

I'm a Chris Brown: nigga, look at me now

Came from the muthafuckin' bottom to the top

Now I rain on them niggas that was hating on the block

I'm the same lil nigga, that was tryna get a drop

Now the Range got the bitches goin' crazy as fuck

Like "Ow look at that nigga, J-Doe

Sing that song coke, dope"

Leggo!

[Chorus: J-Doe]

Coke, dope, crack, smack (Remix!)

Co-coke, dope, crack, smack (Remix!)

Co-coke, dope, crack, smack

And E, E, E, E

I had to do a lil' some

Coke, dope, crack, smack

But now it's time for the general

Co-co-co-coke, dope, crack, smack

Conglomerate, ho

Co-co-co-coke, dope, crack, smack

Busta Rhymes!

And E, E, E, E

Let's go!

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]

Ok, y'all niggas already know what I be doing when I be getting on these records and fucking up everything

I be bruckin' up everything

And be shutting up everything

And every other nigga dead the way I come and I kill

And I give 'em CRACK and then I make 'em DUMB and then I make 'em BUCK, I hit 'em BAP, I make a nigga RUN, and then I give 'em DRUGS, kill another track

Yeah, I know, I know, I know, it ain't fair

Alright, alright, I'mma chill

Fuck that, I lied bitch!

B-B-B-Busta 'bout to d-d-d-do it again, you know I'm-a b-b-b-back

They say that I'm the nicest and I'm hoping you know it's the fact

That nigga flow priceless!

Them niggas don't know how to act

Whenever I get up on the beat, you know I'm coming for your food, because you know I gotta eat

And it ain't nothing you can do because I'm running through the street

And when I step up in the building, know I'm coming with the heat

'Cause I got that

[Chorus: J-Doe]

Coke, dope, crack, smack (Oh)

Co-coke, dope, crack, smack

Co-coke, dope, crack, smack

I know your face is lookin' like...

And E, E, E, E

"What the fuck?"

Coke, dope, crack, smack

But okay!

Co-co-co-coke, dope, crack, smack

Co-co-co-coke, dope, crack, smack

It's time for Mississippi's finest

And E, E, E, E

David Banner!

[Verse 3: David Banner]

Dope like riding on I-10

95 dope, blowing kush in the wind

With a cup full of Gin, your bitch and her friend

You only see her top over here on my bed

Slap it in her face you know what I'm talking about

Pacquiao on the pussy, I'ma knock it out

Wanna get through nigga, we could swap it out

Talk shit, get a cock blocked in your mouth

I admit that yo bitch a dime, but I'm all in her mouth like a braces line

The girl love the way that I dick her down *car beep*

That's her, I'ma dick her now

I go to ya spot, ha-hard as a rock

Walk in homeboy, I got a key, I never knock

She called me Uncle Luke 'cause I make her pussy pop

You stay in the trap but I live in her mouth

[Chorus: J-Doe & (T-Pain)]

Coke, dope, crack, smack (Oh)

Co-coke, dope, crack, smack (Yeah!)

Co-coke, dope, crack, smack

What up, T-Pain?

And E, E, E, E

(See, the thing is...)

Coke, dope, crack, smack

(Busta told me, he wanted me to get on this thing)

Co-co-co-coke, dope, crack, smack

(Like I'm all these drugs)

Co-co-co-coke, dope, crack, smack

(You see me like...)

And E, E, E, E

Okay, let's go!

[Verse 4: T-Pain]

Aye, gimme that coke, dope, crack, smack

Put the dick on the track and I hit it from the back

And all the muthafuckas acting like they don't know how to act

Until I pull up in the Cadillac, sharp with a Mac in my lap - laugh at that

Ain't too much funny, yes I'm gettin' to the money, bitch

And if a nigga want it, then they can take a run at this

I can show I be running shit, niggas know I be on my shit

Three or four of them honeys in my Hummer, shit

(Coke, coke, coke) now go (Dope, coke, dope, coke)

Is he fuckin' with T-Pizzle? Nope, nope, nope, nope

Never drop ball like it's soap on a rope (rope)

Niggas can't cope so they take another toke (toke)

Somebody better come and tell these muthafuckas that

I never gave a fuck about a tellin' muthafucka

But if somebody smell a muthafuckin' rat

Then go and tell his ass Teddy Pizzle be spittin' that

[Chorus: J-Doe]

Coke, dope, crack, smack (Remix!)

Co-coke, dope, crack, smack (Remix!)

Co-coke, dope, crack, smack

And E, E, E, E (Oh oh)

Coke, dope, crack, smack (Remix!)

Co-co-co-coke, dope, crack, smack (J-Doe!)

Co-co-co-coke, dope, crack, smack

And E, E, E, E

Well...

[Outro: J-Doe]

There you have it

"Coke, Dope, Crack, Smack" Remix

J-Doe, Busta Rhymes, T-Pain

And David, David Banner, ho!