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Vanilla Coke
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dallas Woods
Dallas Woods
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dallas Woods
Dallas Woods
Songwriter
Jordan Dennis
Jordan Dennis
Songwriter
Julian Jovanovski
Julian Jovanovski
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JUJO
JUJO
Producer
Murphi
Murphi
Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah Ridin' through my city with the windows down and bumpin' this shit Goin' 'round 'em corners how I wanna, I'm in Tokyo driftin' Can't be acrophobic if I'm soarin' over the Pacific Bit of marijuana, where I bought it, can't be too specific When I'm in mi casa, it's su casa, if you been my nigga I can't have no fuckin' prima donnas, gotta keep it simple Baby mama only call you papa 'cause she need some figures Lil' mami like to call me dada, I'm the don, now listen Momma told me stay away from gateway drugs But I was sellin' drugs by the gateway, cuz I know they ain't real as they say they was Or make the type of money that they say they does Stop lyin' (stop it, uh) It's okay (okay) Either you is (ayy) Either you ain't (ain't, ain't) Get out your feelings (feelings) Get out ya ways (ways) Get back in your place 'Cause that's where you stay (stay, stay, uh) There's somethin' in the water (drip) Cuttin' deals and quarters (snip) Hard to run the game (quick) Bills cut in quarters (split) Percenty with no levy (ripped) Leave a youngin' 360 Cocaina fever (cocaine) Dealer in the 350 Cutie with the qui (blaze) Know I got three with me Don't forget the bros (shut up) No names please, please, please Easy as it looks (finesse) Do this shit with ease, ease, ease Tyson with the hook (the best) Put your ass to sleep, sleep, sleep Geez, these niggas do dumb shit Had to pull up like kill 'em then skrrt Pullin' my punches, it's the one punch man As it turns out, my minimum hurts If you on fuck shit, we ain't gon' function I'm in that function spittin' them verbs Lookin' like Busta, do a lil' tongue flip Now she wanna tongue kiss, kitty like purr Okay, sheesh, sheesh, sheesh Just keep it a mint (keep it a mint) 'Cause I'm stayin' fresher than death And I'm makin' my money legit (money legit) "You just a hood star now" I'll see you in ten (ten, ten) So I gotta tell it forever And over and over again Momma told me stay away from gateway drugs But I was sellin' drugs by the gateway, cuz I know they ain't real as they say they was Or make the type of money that they say they does Momma told me stay away from gateway drugs But I was sellin' drugs by the gateway, cuz I know they ain't real as they say they was Or make the type of money that they say they does
Writer(s): Dallas Woods, Julian Jovanovski, Jordan Dennis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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