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Coke, Money, Booze, & Hoes Lyrics - Artist : Davis, Noah
Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes
Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes We'll go hard until they send us home Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes I got coke, money, booze, and hoes I got a dude who rolls my blunts on the bankroll And I be doin' crazy stunts when I fuck bros They're like, "Fuck, bro," I'm like, "Yeah, I know" I'm like, walkin' 'round like a bad bitch Barbie A pretty face with a real thick body I'm stealin' eyes when I walk in the party Tell 'em put on some Cardi, pretty soon, everybody's like "Ayy, Noah's fuckin' it up," and they're like "Ayy, tell me, where are the drugs," and I'm like "Ayy, I got 'em out in the truck You know a bitch got enough, so everybody get fucked" Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes (I got coke and) Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes (I got booze and) We'll go hard until they send us home (We ain't goin' home) Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes Listen The mirror, the crowd, the house, the plane, the island I'll have it all once y'all catch on to my shit Rome wasn't built in a day But I don't plan to fall once I arrive, yeah I'ma sit back while I watch my money grow (Grow) I'm a icon, gotta let these bitches know (Know) If you ain't fuckin' with me, there's a lot [?] I'm a genius on the low, get into my [?] flow Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes (I got coke and) Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes (I got booze and) We'll go hard until they send us home (We ain't goin' home) Coke, money, booze, and hoes, booze, and hoes Listen, ho, my cash flow like a river Just like the checks, I bet my booty gettin' bigger Don't need to play the game to know that I'm the winner I got the snow, call me Anna 'cause it's winter (Winter, winter, ah) My shit's so wet, I could baptize these bitches (Wet, wet) I am the meal, use your tongue, clean the dishes (Clean it up) He rubbed my ass so I gave him three wishes And he wished for Noah to replace his misses (Take me home) Hey, 'cause don't you know I'm in the business (Yeah) Of gettin' what I want, yeah, Noah never misses (Nah) 'Cause I got perfect aim (Uh-huh), I got impending fame And I'ma talk my shit 'til all you bitches know my name (Yeah, uh) |
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