I'd like to introduce you all to UGK, UGK bitch My man Bum B, you can see the house y'all put your hands together Big Dick Chain and Tony Snow, on that The bitch being good to me, being bad to my homies, keep it cool with me I played it by the rules and the regulations I just switched cards with the Mexican at the gas station Mine had money in it, his had to work After the deal was done, I make my good pussy squirt Cause after the deal, we would all celebrate Happy cause it wasn't no jacking and the product was straight I never came with the funny business That's why we steady planting Jags and Benzs Some niggas let the city eat em up I was just coming up, whipping my Pyrex steady beating it up I'm a shark with a fork, microwave a pot I'ma hit it with the Sprite and make that blood a lot Everything was cool, I was ice cold Till I let that bitch get up in my nose Cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine They call it cocaine, cocaína, yayo, coca, cheese Whatever you wanna say, bro, cocaine is a hell of a drug It ain't humdrum and we all know where it's at Everywhere But where it come from? You tell me The mountains of Colombia and Peru Extracted from the coca leaf, but see that shit ain't new It's been around for hundreds of years Exploited by the rich, they even used to put it in Coca-Cola Ain't that a bitch? You had kings, queens, princes and princesses Even priests and popes fought to get it in different instances No shit A privileged possession for dozens of centuries Helped a few wars, legal and illegal industries Damn Roamed by the cartels, protected by guerrillas Transported by the best of the ghettos to stray killers Hold up The power of the powder pimpin' you don't understand Ask W, man, he's a dealer and a fan of cocaine Cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine He chillin' on the counter lookin' cooler than a motherfucker Got a pocket full of heart, it's hotter than a motherfucker Lampin' in that condition, my phantom in the front yard We them real dope boys, I ain't got a front Big dope in the trunk, followin' my map quest Choppers in the White House, pistol on my lap, yes I remember when I first met that wonderful girl Plugged Rolex, she fathered my mother a pearl Livin' wild, livin' foul, diamonds all in my dial In the style, but that yayo got me wearin' Gettin' paper, paper plates on convertibles In my yayo, the P.A. that work a move Wreck your house, only fuck with legends Got the hustle perfected I can ship it to ya, or you can come and get it Just bring a cool million with you when you come and visit Cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine Everything was cool, I was ice cold Till I let that bitch get up in my nose Cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine