Cocaina, Lyrics - The Big Bang - Busta Rhymes

[Intro: Busta Rhymes] 

Ai-ya-ya-yio... 

Busta Rhymes ya gotsa be the sure shot 

Flipmode ya gotsa be the sure shot 

Aftermath ya gotsa be the sure shot 

My live niggas y'know; who be the sure shot? 

Live bitches y'know; who be the sure shot? 

Shit... 

[Busta Rhymes] 

I'm back in ya soul just like a minister 

I'm big like a movie, I'm on the screen and at the cinema 

While I'm in the process of slowly gettin rid of ya 

I'm back over bitches, and then I throw 'em in my videa 

Yeah, yeah, the God of the block 

Y'know me killa had you spreadin the spot wet and +Twist It+ like Olivia 

Oh shit, flow so sick in the committeea 

We know you a slouch duke, we don't even consider ya 

Boss nigga, see or hear me in ya area 

The more niggas, the murders, the more the money, the more the merrier 

Smash shit 'til everything become mass hysteria 

Hungry for street shit, see I be takin care of ya check nigga 

Fuck all the talk, homey I'm daring ya 

The lead from the shot'll poision ya blood like malaria 

made back and sell it over exotic 

Worm skin interior, my swagger to my bitch the more money 

It's all superior 

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[Chorus: Busta Rhymes] 

When we in the spot y'know that we sure to shine (to shine) 

It's all so holy and so divine 

Analyze niggas 'til we can read ya mind 

Sometimes a real live nigga is hard to find 

We like, "drugs overdose niggas every time" 

(Cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby) 

(Cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby) 

We like, "drugs overdose niggas every time" 

(Cocaina baby, cocaina baby) 

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[Busta Rhymes] 

Yo, I'm tired of tellin ya 

Back on my bullshit, fuckin put a shell in ya 

Gangster niggas respect it, salute me on the regular 

When it comes to the street shit, define me as the emperor 

Check it my nigga. most of you muhfuckers amateur 

I muster the nigga quick and damage any challenger 

But now y'know, "Oh a nigga flow so spectacular" 

Break niggaz down and handle you muhfuckin characters 

Captain of this shit but most of you niggas is passengers 

I'm takin it back to the hood, like '87 Maximas 

Yeah, yeah y'know who the truth, no need for askin the, same question again 

to get the same answer bruh, fasten ya seatbelt 

Bitches fuck wit the bachelor 

wit' money like a thousand coke deals from here to Panama 

Strike like a brightness, a light. I'm here to dazzle ya 

Whole hood from the boroughs, to the niggas up in Attica 

Soldiers in the streets, the Middle East, way down to Canada 

When it comes to the block, y'know I'm the ambassador 

Follow nobody's footsteps, but said it like a scavenger 

Wanna talk money bitch!? Then holla at my manager 

The way y'all niggas is trash, my crew'll get to blasting ya 

Twelve shot clip, hollow tips, quick to plaster ya 

All over the cement, spread ya like I'm mashing 

Everything, Bus-a-Bus date... but check ya fuckin calendar! 

[Chorus (w/out the last two "cocaina baby's")] 

[Justin + Busta] 

Take me all the waaayyy, where you are (cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby) 

I really want to mattteee, take me now 

Take us far awaayyy, to the skkkyyy (cocaina baby, cocaina baby, cocaina baby) 

I really want to mattteee, some. time.