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Nigga up in the spot
that same shit Jesus used to wear (Egyptian cloths)
The nigga talking that fly shit

(La de Harry Fraud)

Could have been a pilot, could have a doctor
Could have been a pimp, could have been a
Could have been a mack, have been a dope boy
matter of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' coke boy

You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

Hey yo Chinx, pull that shit man
They ready for that shit
Harry Fraud you a motherfuckin' boy, damn

walk up in the spot
Wearing that same Jesus used to wear (Egyptian cloths)
The nigga talking that fly shit

(La de Harry Fraud)

Could have been a pilot, could have been a
Could been a pimp, could have been a mobster
Could have a mack, could have been a dope boy
matter of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' coke boy

You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

Rallies on the roll, never fold
Mommy, you ain't got to a vote to hit the pole
Just bounce it up and down, it all around
Hit the homies off, it all around
I'm about the money, I'm talking about them m's
I'm talking about the rollie, 67
Few with me, couple in the Benz
Shawty said I'm foul, she heard I hit her
in your bake pot, starting from a dope spot
Made my first hundred whipping on a stove top
Me and Frenchie, in new ghost Phantom
where I'm at, but I could have been a, could have been a

Could have been a pilot, have been a doctor
have been a pimp, could have been a mobster
Could have a mack, could have been a dope boy
Homie of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

Any given time, in your grill
Ten down, both hands on the feel
Probably on a molly, probably on syrup
They know I'm off, on the bleachers hoes cheer us
City on my back, in the wind
Coupe like a shark, you lames see the fin
Treadin' up-shore, hoes won't swim
My be the bait, the fish getting in
Knocked out her tube sock, the whole crew whops'
Shine on the game like your head the roof drop
A bum then, and you're a bum now
been a clown, but you could have been a, could have been a

Could have a pilot, could have been a doctor
have been a pimp, could have been a mobster
Could have been a mack, have been a dope boy
Homie of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy

Go ahead, baby, go ahead,
Go ahead, baby, go ahead,