
Coca Loca Shy Glizzy (Ft. Zed Zilla)
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[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
The aroma, smells good
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Coca, coca, coca loca
I got coca cola, not the soda
Coca, coca, coca loca
Standing in the kitchen not the sofa
Coca, coca, coca loca
I got coca cola, not the soda
Coca, coca, coca loca
Standing in the kitchen not the sofa
[ Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
I got dirty birds, hey, shoot like Larry Bird, hey
I got dirty birds, hey, shoot like Larry Bird, hey
Bitch get on my nerves, ho you need to swerve!
Twelve years old when I start selling herb
Momma used to tell me, get your ass back on the curb!
Grams at the door, put it up your nose
Take you to a place, I don't think you wanna go, no, no
Niggas, I look up to in a hole or in the hole
OG you're fucked up now, you're just like TO
I got coca loca, bricks inside a Rover
Police get behind me, I swear I'm not pulling over
I'm that Batman, you're Joker, I bet my heart colder
Young Richie pour it up, don't let 'em Alpo ya
The aroma, smells good
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Coca, coca, coca loca
I got coca cola, not the soda
Coca, coca, coca loca
Standing in the kitchen not the sofa
Coca, coca, coca loca
I got coca cola, not the soda
Coca, coca, coca loca
Standing in the kitchen not the sofa
[ Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
I got dirty birds, hey, shoot like Larry Bird, hey
I got dirty birds, hey, shoot like Larry Bird, hey
Bitch get on my nerves, ho you need to swerve!
Twelve years old when I start selling herb
Momma used to tell me, get your ass back on the curb!
Grams at the door, put it up your nose
Take you to a place, I don't think you wanna go, no, no
Niggas, I look up to in a hole or in the hole
OG you're fucked up now, you're just like TO
I got coca loca, bricks inside a Rover
Police get behind me, I swear I'm not pulling over
I'm that Batman, you're Joker, I bet my heart colder
Young Richie pour it up, don't let 'em Alpo ya
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