Coke Boys Keep Their Heads Ringin текст песни, слова песни Keep Their Heads Ringin Coke Boys
Coke Boys - Keep Their Heads Ringin
If you won't stop, then we won't stop, continuously take money
I got, stop, we won't stop, continuously take money
If you won't stop, then we won't stop, continuously take money
Stop, we won't stop, continuously take money
If you won't stop, then we won't stop, continuously take money
I got a pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
A pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
I got a pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
A pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
Stop, we won't stop, continuously take money
Stop, we won't stop, continuously take money
Stop, we won't stop, continuously take money
If you won't stop, then we won't stop, continuously take money
I got a pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
A pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
I got a pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
A pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
Drop top, see, cranberry my feet
Ten Camarro is leap, ten hours asleep
Purple drink in the cup bellow thang
Let me show you says
She want me to fuck 'em
Pop 'em thangs for me
It's a gangsta party fuck the pork a zork
Sweet Porsche G slot to a freak
Hangin' niggas knock the chair off
Shoes gray like a smena
They run to woods but drop the jail off
Right before I had the cash to burn up
Win my first hundred grand after little nigga take the turn
Now them coke boys bung the city back
Hot nigga women got Diddy back
If you won't stop, then we won't stop, continuously take money
If you won't stop, then we won't stop, continuously take money
I got a pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
A pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
I got a pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
A pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
My nigga dip it, roll it, slide on these fuck niggas
Grip it, hold it, pockets on super slow
Pull up in the Enzo like the Superbowl
Dippin' on sub-zero, nigga super cold
Your bitch blew me now with them sukus
God measure nigga back with a few rules
My money low, I count it on the floor
Feds ordered my money, keep my nino, light some more
That's right, my young can hold that lap like T McGray
Couple weeks you and your black momma meets her baby
Fuck a peace talk, the nigga keep the piece drop
When the beat's on we be at your manico like
If you won't stop, then we won't stop, continuously take money
If you won't stop, then we won't stop, continuously take money
I got a pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
A pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
I got a pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
A pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
I know I'm arrogant, nothing you can tell me
Lifestyle, capital, big beens and LV's
Minus that, it's a bunch of BS
Bottom line is the money, it's no PS
And I ain't even try to hide shit
Can't bail out, once considered a flight risk
No broke, that's cause you ain't movin' right shit
You leave a load you catch that nigga right is
I'm just taking shots I'm like oh boy
It's UFC, knew you still a coke boy
I'm the baker man pills very tall boy
Call me mister green light mama say go boy
If you won't stop, then we won't stop, continuously take money
If you won't stop, then we won't stop, continuously take money
I got a pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
A pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
I got a pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
A pocket full of work and a pocket full of cash
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