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
was built to last. It's against a brick wall in an old muddy corner of a basement tunnel room. There's a man in the cage in the old, muddy corner. He
b-tches I gave you Man I can see the flaws to your flavour Look like wonder woman and still need a saviour Maybe it's a billionaire maybe it's the cocaine
sayin, "YOU CAN DO IT!" I'm Baby Huey, one of the best in the Louis Sip Louie smoke louie, dressed in Louis Home of back porches, Chucks and Air Forces Old
Whassup, Whassup?! Westside !! Here we go, Another one, Iceberg, Gangsta Rap 2006, 8t album, SMG ! Time to take you back to the days of old Six-fo
out yo F-ck you thought we was trickin', get out ho, get out ho [50 Cent - Verse 2] It's the same old, same old, extra clips, hollow tips N-ggas ain
' that She say I be killin' her, I say I be feelin' it Four days then I'm sick of her, 'cause her brain is Lemonhead Cocaine white exterior, interior
even take the piss They gon' test your urine Cut all the sponsorship for the touring! "Where the Dark Fantasy tour at Ye?" I dont know, ask, ask Hennesy (thats Coca
I got (I, I get it) I, I get money, money I got (Yeah) Money, money I got, money, money I got (Yeah, I run New York) I took quarter water, sold it in bottles for 2 bucks And Coca
food or sleep and crazy was becoming my new norm I'd pass out on the bedroom floor And sleep right through the calm before the storm My life was just an old
, high on cocaine Casey Jones, you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind This old engine
beautiful, leaving people in awe Singing songs, Lina Horn, but the younger version Hung with the wrong person, got her strung on that heroin Cocaine sniffing up drugs all in her nose Coulda died, so young, now looks ugly and old
best friend Would be your worst enemy and your enemy your best friend Stare into the air, inspiration from the atmosphere I think of old ghosts, that