Cocaine by 50 Cent Lyrics
[Intro]
Where did you get this stuff?
Columbia
Oh, uhh... well, do you mind if I do a line?
Yeah, go ahead
Fuck it, let's all do one
I can't feel my face
I mean I can touch it, but I can't feel it inside
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Robin Thicke]
Cocaine
I know police is watchin' (I see 'em watchin')
Cocaine
Hustlin', I'm not stoppin' (I got to eat)
Cocaine
I got to get my money
You think shit is funny
Me, I'm 'bout my business (You're motherfuckin' right)
Cocaine
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Columbian girl, Peruvian chick
She make the money roll and I love the bitch
Know she ain't a virgin, but she pure
For the right price I'll let you fuck with her raw
I roll like a pimp, I'm your pusher man
She could make us both rich nigga, yes, she can
You want your own spot, let's talk locations
Then talk market and the public relations
[Pre-Chorus: Robin Thicke & 50 Cent]
Everybody's watchin', yeah
But no one talks about it, shut your mouth
Right now there's only one name you can't call it, ha-ha
She said ''Sex just ain't the same without it'', woo
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Robin Thicke]
Cocaine
I know police is watchin' (See 'em watchin')
Cocaine
Hustlin', I'm not stoppin' (I ain't stoppin')
Cocaine
I got to get my money (I've got to eat)
You think shit is funny
Me, I'm 'bout my business (You're motherfuckin' right)
Cocaine
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Every little step I take (come on), you will be there
Every little step I make (look, bitch), we'll be together
So grateful (yeah), so faithful (uhh)
Every gram in the hand's more paper (c'mon)
I'll cut it, you sniff it, or smoke it, terrific
[Bridge: Robin Thicke, 50 Cent & Together]
Movie stars, models and blondes and cocaine, yeah
New York, L.A. – it all the same, come on
The angels look the other way
'Cause they can understand my pain
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Robin Thicke]
Cocaine
I know police is watchin' (I see 'em watchin')
Cocaine
Hustlin', I'm not stoppin' (No, I ain't stoppin')
Cocaine
I got to get my money (yeah)
You think shit is funny (come on)
Me, I'm 'bout my business
Cocaine
[Outro: 50 Cent & Robin Thicke]
You niggas got a problem, yeah
A big motherfucking problem
At a minimum, I'ma have a nigga put speed knots all over your motherfucking head, ya dig?
Oh shit
Cocaine-caine-caine-caine-caine-caine
Where did you get this stuff?
Columbia
Oh, uhh... well, do you mind if I do a line?
Yeah, go ahead
Fuck it, let's all do one
I can't feel my face
I mean I can touch it, but I can't feel it inside
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Robin Thicke]
Cocaine
I know police is watchin' (I see 'em watchin')
Cocaine
Hustlin', I'm not stoppin' (I got to eat)
Cocaine
I got to get my money
You think shit is funny
Me, I'm 'bout my business (You're motherfuckin' right)
Cocaine
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Columbian girl, Peruvian chick
She make the money roll and I love the bitch
Know she ain't a virgin, but she pure
For the right price I'll let you fuck with her raw
I roll like a pimp, I'm your pusher man
She could make us both rich nigga, yes, she can
You want your own spot, let's talk locations
Then talk market and the public relations
[Pre-Chorus: Robin Thicke & 50 Cent]
Everybody's watchin', yeah
But no one talks about it, shut your mouth
Right now there's only one name you can't call it, ha-ha
She said ''Sex just ain't the same without it'', woo
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Robin Thicke]
Cocaine
I know police is watchin' (See 'em watchin')
Cocaine
Hustlin', I'm not stoppin' (I ain't stoppin')
Cocaine
I got to get my money (I've got to eat)
You think shit is funny
Me, I'm 'bout my business (You're motherfuckin' right)
Cocaine
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Every little step I take (come on), you will be there
Every little step I make (look, bitch), we'll be together
So grateful (yeah), so faithful (uhh)
Every gram in the hand's more paper (c'mon)
I'll cut it, you sniff it, or smoke it, terrific
[Bridge: Robin Thicke, 50 Cent & Together]
Movie stars, models and blondes and cocaine, yeah
New York, L.A. – it all the same, come on
The angels look the other way
'Cause they can understand my pain
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Robin Thicke]
Cocaine
I know police is watchin' (I see 'em watchin')
Cocaine
Hustlin', I'm not stoppin' (No, I ain't stoppin')
Cocaine
I got to get my money (yeah)
You think shit is funny (come on)
Me, I'm 'bout my business
Cocaine
[Outro: 50 Cent & Robin Thicke]
You niggas got a problem, yeah
A big motherfucking problem
At a minimum, I'ma have a nigga put speed knots all over your motherfucking head, ya dig?
Oh shit
Cocaine-caine-caine-caine-caine-caine