Miss White Cocaine

Lyrics

[Chorus] What's her name, what's her name? What's her name, what's her name? Miss White Cocaine What's her name, what's her name? Miss White Cocaine She keep me up all night, steady *sniff*, and drainin' [Verse 1: Lil Sko] One of my personalities tellin' me it's been temptin' me To do some crazy and devious shit Like clickin' and havin' the feelin' Ready to dump another body, get addicted It seems I'm quick to grab my grip Pop in my clip, and take buster boys chip off the other side I'm ready to kill, nobody 'gainst my will I lower that leather, "Send me bands, stay alive" With the gun to his head, he's better off dead No comments were made, instead, I sprayed Spread that redrum when the slug hit his dome And his body just lay deep in the grave I just grab me a shovel, dig up the dirt Put in my work and send soldiers lurks Put 'em on the body that was there first And just like Sprite, it will vade my thirst [Verse 2: C-Rock] Homicidal tendencies, killin' me Buildin' up pressure, releasin' the work from my steam With schemes of serial killers I'm poppin' the clip, and then makin' your life a dream So devious, mane, believin' it's real I'm hearin' lil' voices, tellin' me to kill I'm constantly tempted to takin' your soul With the change of my pain, so you can feel The things I go through, but now, it's your turn (Your turn) Let your life fly by and your body burn While the candles light up in the underground turn (Burn 'em up) I guess you haters will never learn, ever learn (Burn 'em up) What's her name, what's her name? [Verse 3: K-Rock] Make a motherfucker wanna make some profits To the nigga behind the man, Mr. K-Rock Signed a contract, you player haters, hate that Just a matter of time before I cash that check Yeah, he wanna be thug, the nigga wanna be killers They comin', K-Rock will wanna shoot dubbin' with me Glock They got my nigga Koopsta Knicca doin' time for crime My motherfuckin' nigga, Prophet for life We roll up, valuable licks, it's true, motherfuck a dub What the-what the fuck, look into my face 'Fore I come again, recognize, bitch, can't fuck a man From the Killa Klan, got my Third Ward represent Twinkletown, Westwood niggas think I clown Comin' from the South side, Funkytown from the Three Six I know you hate it, bitch I'm never stoppin', and you steppin', comin' K-Rock Jump into the script [Verse 4: C-Rock] Uh, I know it, another nigga put your name on tape The killer, the nigga, that nigga that you love to hate The Manson Family in the newspaper, look for him nationwide Tennis shoes are alligators, we on a ride See motherfuckers, they click and we'll kill 'em We killin' the nigga, we killin' the nigga We kill any nigga, we killin' the bitch And we out of control, and nigga, we roll We nothing but G's, sellin' nothin' but keys Beat you down on your knees, we're gettin' nothin' but fees Motivated motherfucker, havin' thoughts of a murder Motherfucker, why I run from the law? I buried his body, so I think I won't get caught But at the end, I got no friends, my destination, the pen No way I can win, to live my life is a sin, my nigga [Chorus] What's her name, what's her name? Miss White Cocaine What's her name, what's her name? Miss White Cocaine She keep me up all night, steady *sniff*, and drainin' What's her name, what's her name? Miss White Cocaine What's her name, what's her name? Miss White Cocaine What's her name, what's her name? Miss White Cocaine She keep me up all night steady