Cocaine in the Back of the Ride

Cocaine in the Back of the Ride Lyrics

Song Cocaine in the Back of the Ride
Artist UGK
Album The Southern Way
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作曲 : Bismark, Bun B, Henderson ...
[Pimp C] Pimp
C ************! So what the ******* is up?
Step wrong ******* and
I'll take ya ****** nuts!
Got mo' **** than a pharmacy ho
Got a job for the city ************
I'm shovelin snow
South Texas mother******* that's where
I stay Gettin ************ from these ******* every god damn day
Kick it with a trill ******* so you best not trip
Bought the
Caddy crossed the pier and kicked to
Ganksta Nip
Southern weight, get it straight, ******* them 20's and 10's
On the low my ****** momma knows some ?
Mother******* either down or the mother******* ain't
And if ya ************-ass ain't, then ya ************ is in the paint
If ya gal look fine you better hide the ************
Cause if I find her
I'ma ****** make her suck my ************
That **** for your momma and your sister too
And if I'm locked down then tell that ************t might go for you
Don't try to get no false nuts,
I take 'em sucker
****** 'round with
C you'll be a dead mother*******
******* only 17 but
I'm runnin the show
Sellin **** from
Louisiana down to
El Segundo, ha!
I think it's only fair that
I should knock on wood
Cause my ************ is on the street, ************ sell real good
And all my ho know not to trip, ************ ******* petty
I'll take out my nine and shoot ya in ya ****** titty
Hoe *******z forty-five tryin to, get with me
Sellin fifty dollar slabs as
I'm slangin them ki's
If you need to get some powder
I'm fully supplied
I got the, ******* in the back of the ride, mother*******! [Chorus x8: w/ variations]
******* in the back of the ride (Yeeeeeah, mother*******!) [Bun B]
Yeah it's
Bun B ************, and
I'm the king of the [?] trade
Pockets fat as ******* from all the ducats the brother made
Hoes like to jock, but see
I try to contain 'em
They droppin them drawers because
I move they ******* in
But I just laugh, cause ************ games be triflin
The legs get spread,
I cut that ass like a knife then bust a nut on her stomach, wash my ************ in the sink
And buy a 40 at the store, from the god damn *******
**** games keep ya
SICK, just like a disease
Movin ki's makin
G's, hoes drop to they knees
Little kids on the corner, steady grabbin they nuts sayin, "I wish I was Bun when I grow the ******* up"
Baby blue
Riviera, Dayton and laced rims
Khaki pants, black sweater with the
U.G.K. brim
Black gat fully loaded ******* come with respect
Step up the wrong way
I'll break yo' god damn neck
Big ************ in my drawers, the *******z from down
South Down to put a twelve gauge in yo' god damn mouth!
Think I'm playin ************ try me, it ain't no thang
Put them hands up ************, and kiss this god damn ring
Cause I move tons of ****, twenty-four hours a day
******* from
Argentina to the '
Frisco bay
DEA try to stop me yo, but they ************t ain't cold
Cause the *******'s got politicians on the
Big Tyme payroll
Narcotic agents wearin cement shoes
Reported missin on the news, they singin the blues yo
Cause if they get my money *******
I'll let it slide
Just some mo' ******* in the back of the ride, ************! [Curtis Mayfield sample plays briefly] [repeat to fade] "******* in the back of the ride"
zuo qu : Bismark, Bun B, Henderson ...
Pimp C Pimp
C ! So what the is up?
Step wrong and
I' ll take ya nuts!
Got mo' than a pharmacy ho
Got a job for the city
I' m shovelin snow
South Texas mother that' s where
I stay Gettin from these every god damn day
Kick it with a trill so you best not trip
Bought the
Caddy crossed the pier and kicked to
Ganksta Nip
Southern weight, get it straight, them 20' s and 10' s
On the low my momma knows some ?
Mother either down or the mother ain' t
And if ya ass ain' t, then ya is in the paint
If ya gal look fine you better hide the
Cause if I find her
I' ma make her suck my
That for your momma and your sister too
And if I' m locked down then tell that t might go for you
Don' t try to get no false nuts,
I take ' em sucker
' round with
C you' ll be a dead mother
only 17 but
I' m runnin the show
Sellin from
Louisiana down to
El Segundo, ha!
I think it' s only fair that
I should knock on wood
Cause my is on the street, sell real good
And all my ho know not to trip, petty
I' ll take out my nine and shoot ya in ya titty
Hoe z fortyfive tryin to, get with me
Sellin fifty dollar slabs as
I' m slangin them ki' s
If you need to get some powder
I' m fully supplied
I got the, in the back of the ride, mother! Chorus x8: w variations
in the back of the ride Yeeeeeah, mother! Bun B
Yeah it' s
Bun B , and
I' m the king of the ? trade
Pockets fat as from all the ducats the brother made
Hoes like to jock, but see
I try to contain ' em
They droppin them drawers because
I move they in
But I just laugh, cause games be triflin
The legs get spread,
I cut that ass like a knife then bust a nut on her stomach, wash my in the sink
And buy a 40 at the store, from the god damn
games keep ya
SICK, just like a disease
Movin ki' s makin
G' s, hoes drop to they knees
Little kids on the corner, steady grabbin they nuts sayin, " I wish I was Bun when I grow the up"
Baby blue
Riviera, Dayton and laced rims
Khaki pants, black sweater with the
U. G. K. brim
Black gat fully loaded come with respect
Step up the wrong way
I' ll break yo' god damn neck
Big in my drawers, the z from down
South Down to put a twelve gauge in yo' god damn mouth!
Think I' m playin try me, it ain' t no thang
Put them hands up , and kiss this god damn ring
Cause I move tons of , twentyfour hours a day
from
Argentina to the '
Frisco bay
DEA try to stop me yo, but they t ain' t cold
Cause the ' s got politicians on the
Big Tyme payroll
Narcotic agents wearin cement shoes
Reported missin on the news, they singin the blues yo
Cause if they get my money
I' ll let it slide
Just some mo' in the back of the ride, ! Curtis Mayfield sample plays briefly repeat to fade " in the back of the ride"
zuò qǔ : Bismark, Bun B, Henderson ...
Pimp C Pimp
C ! So what the is up?
Step wrong and
I' ll take ya nuts!
Got mo' than a pharmacy ho
Got a job for the city
I' m shovelin snow
South Texas mother that' s where
I stay Gettin from these every god damn day
Kick it with a trill so you best not trip
Bought the
Caddy crossed the pier and kicked to
Ganksta Nip
Southern weight, get it straight, them 20' s and 10' s
On the low my momma knows some ?
Mother either down or the mother ain' t
And if ya ass ain' t, then ya is in the paint
If ya gal look fine you better hide the
Cause if I find her
I' ma make her suck my
That for your momma and your sister too
And if I' m locked down then tell that t might go for you
Don' t try to get no false nuts,
I take ' em sucker
' round with
C you' ll be a dead mother
only 17 but
I' m runnin the show
Sellin from
Louisiana down to
El Segundo, ha!
I think it' s only fair that
I should knock on wood
Cause my is on the street, sell real good
And all my ho know not to trip, petty
I' ll take out my nine and shoot ya in ya titty
Hoe z fortyfive tryin to, get with me
Sellin fifty dollar slabs as
I' m slangin them ki' s
If you need to get some powder
I' m fully supplied
I got the, in the back of the ride, mother! Chorus x8: w variations
in the back of the ride Yeeeeeah, mother! Bun B
Yeah it' s
Bun B , and
I' m the king of the ? trade
Pockets fat as from all the ducats the brother made
Hoes like to jock, but see
I try to contain ' em
They droppin them drawers because
I move they in
But I just laugh, cause games be triflin
The legs get spread,
I cut that ass like a knife then bust a nut on her stomach, wash my in the sink
And buy a 40 at the store, from the god damn
games keep ya
SICK, just like a disease
Movin ki' s makin
G' s, hoes drop to they knees
Little kids on the corner, steady grabbin they nuts sayin, " I wish I was Bun when I grow the up"
Baby blue
Riviera, Dayton and laced rims
Khaki pants, black sweater with the
U. G. K. brim
Black gat fully loaded come with respect
Step up the wrong way
I' ll break yo' god damn neck
Big in my drawers, the z from down
South Down to put a twelve gauge in yo' god damn mouth!
Think I' m playin try me, it ain' t no thang
Put them hands up , and kiss this god damn ring
Cause I move tons of , twentyfour hours a day
from
Argentina to the '
Frisco bay
DEA try to stop me yo, but they t ain' t cold
Cause the ' s got politicians on the
Big Tyme payroll
Narcotic agents wearin cement shoes
Reported missin on the news, they singin the blues yo
Cause if they get my money
I' ll let it slide
Just some mo' in the back of the ride, ! Curtis Mayfield sample plays briefly repeat to fade " in the back of the ride"
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