Cocaine
Rick Ross/UGK Lyrics

Cocaine, cocaine
The repeated statement of the main subject that will be discussed in this song: cocaine.

I'd like to introduce you all to
The artist is introducing the audience to the topic of cocaine, preparing them for the detailed exploration of its history and influence in various industries and cultures.

UGK, UGK bitch, my man Bun be
The artist acknowledges his collaborators on this song, UGK, and specifically singles out Bun B to give credit for his involvement in this project.

Pimp see in the house y'all put your hands together
The artist further acknowledges another collaborator on this song, Pimp C, and encourages the audience to show their support.

Big Dick Cheney and Snowy Snow
The artist references two well-known figures associated with intense power and wealth, hinting at the involvement of high-level players in the drug industry.

Uh, the bitch, been good to me
The artist refers to cocaine using the female pronoun ‘bitch,’ explaining how cocaine has been a valuable asset to him personally.

Been bad to my homies, keep it cool with me
While cocaine has been a useful tool for the artist, he acknowledges it has been detrimental to some of his friends or associates, but he has been lucky enough to escape any personal negative consequences.

I played it by the rules and the regulations
The artist implies that he has managed to conduct his drug business with a certain level of strategy and caution to avoid getting caught by law enforcement.

I use to switch cars with the Mexican at the gas station
The artist reveals one of the ways he avoided detection was by frequently changing cars with a Mexican car owner a gas station, preventing police from recognizing his vehicle and catching him in the act.

Mine had money in it, his had the work
The artist describes the car exchange that took place with the Mexican as a transaction: he swapped his car (which presumably held illegal drug profits) for the Mexican's car (which was carrying the drug product).

After the deal was done, I make my girl pussy squirt
After a successful transaction, the artist’s girlfriend is excited and aroused by the newfound wealth and power they have achieved through selling cocaine.

Cause after the deal, we would all celebrate
The artist and his associates engaged in communal celebration after any successful sales or drug transactions.

Happy 'cause it wasn't no jacking and the product was straight
The satisfaction of the celebrations come from not only having avoided getting robbed ('jacking') but also from having a good quality of product to sell.

I never came with the funny business
The artist emphasizes that he was always straightforward and honest in his drug dealings, with no tricks or deceit involved.

That's why we steady playing in Jags and Benzes
The reward of their honest dealings was financial upward mobility: being able to regularly purchase luxury vehicles such as Jaguars and Benzes.

Some niggaz, let the city eat 'em up
The artist notes that other drug dealers in his same industry often fall victim to the high level of violence and competition in the drug world, losing their lives, freedom, or sanity due to drug activity.

I was just coming up, whipping my pyrex steady beating it up
The artist describes his earlier days in the drug trade, where he utilized a Pyrex glass cooking dish to create and distribute cocaine in large amounts.

I'm a shark with the fork, microwave or pot
The artist compares himself to a predator in the kitchen, able to prepare cocaine in a variety of ways to best suit his customer’s needs.

I'ma hit it with the Sprite and make that butter lock
The artist describes how he would mix his cocaine with Sprite (or other beverages) to enhance the high and create a specific type of high known as “butter lock”.

Everything was cool, I was ice cold
The artist felt comfortable and confident in his drug-dealing abilities.

Till I let that bitch get up in my nose
The artist admits that while he thought he had cocaine under control, he became addicted himself when he started using it recreationally (‘getting up in my nose’).

They call it cocaine, cocaine, yayo
The artist provides some other words used commonly for cocaine, such as ‘yayo.’

Coca leaves, whatever you wanna say bro
The artist concedes that cocaine is derived from coca leaves and may be referenced in various ways, but ultimately all refer to the same drug.

Cocaine is a hell of a drug, it ain't hum-drum
The artist admits that cocaine can be exciting and powerful, not a mundane or mediocre drug.

And we all know where it's at, but where it come from
The artist acknowledges that cocaine is widely known and available, but most people do not consider where it ultimately originates from.

The mountains of Columbia and Peru
The artist names the specific regions where cocaine is harvested: the mountainous regions of Colombia and Peru.

Extracted from the coca leaf, but see that shit ain't new
The artist clarifies the origin of cocaine, explaining that it has been derived from coca leaves for centuries.

It's been around for hundreds of years, exploited by the rich
The artist notes that cocaine has been a commodity among the powerful and wealthy for decades if not centuries.

They even use to put it in Coca-Cola, ain't that a bitch
The artist finds irony in the fact that Coca-Cola once contained cocaine within its ingredients, despite the company’s current image as a family-friendly product.

You had kings, queens, princes and princesses
The artist emphasizes the wide range of influential figures throughout history who have been a part of the cocaine industry.

Even priests and popes fought to getting it in different instances
In addition to royalty, the artist points out that even those in religious authority have been part of the cocaine industry in different eras.

A privileged possession for dozens of centuries
The artist notes the exclusivity and privilege that has often surrounded the use and production of cocaine over numerous centuries.

Helped a few wars, legal and illegal industries
The artist acknowledges that cocaine has played a role in various wars and conflicts over time, and has also fueled legal and illegal industries around the world.

Grown by the cartels, protected by gorillas
The artist highlights the role of cartels in producing and distributing cocaine, and the heavy militarization and protection required to maintain this industry.

Transported by the best to the ghettos to straight killers
The artist describes the complex network of transportation required to move cocaine from production areas to distribution in more impoverished or urban areas, ultimately contributing to the violent drug trade and ‘straight killers’ in these areas.

The power of the powder pimping, you don't understand
The artist emphasizes the influence and control that cocaine can have over an individual, often leading to poor decision-making and potentially dangerous actions.

Ask W man, he's a dealer and a fan of cocaine
The artist references another individual who is heavily involved in the cocaine industry, highlighting the prevalent and widespread use in various communities.

You chilling on the corner, looking cooler than a mo'fucker
The artist shifts back to describing a scenario where someone is casually suited up on the corner, looking aloof and confident.

Got a pocket full of hot, it's hotter than a mo'fucker
This individual is carrying a large amount of cash in their pocket, which is significant and notable to onlookers.

Living in that condition, my Phantom in the front yard
The artist describes living luxuriously and owning a high-end vehicle (Phantom) that he can park in his front yard.

We them real dope boys, I ain't gotta front dog
The artist asserts that he and his associates are actual drug dealers with significant resources, and he doesn't have to pretend or exaggerate their status.

Big dope in the trunk, following my Map Quest
The artist describes transporting large quantities of cocaine, indicating how they use navigational tools to move efficiently and discreetly.

Choppers in the White House, pistol on my lap, yes
The artist describes his immense wealth and influence, declaring that he can have helicopters even at the White House and security (a pistol) on his lap.

I remember, when I first met that wonderful girl
The artist reminisces on his initial interactions with cocaine, describing it as a ‘wonderful girl’ or addictive love interest.

Club Rolex, she fathered my mother a pearl
The artist notes the ostentatious, luxurious setting where he first encountered cocaine, comparing it to an event where jewelry could be gifted and appreciated.

Spinning wild living foul, diamonds all in my dial
The artist acknowledges his lavish lifestyle, featuring flashy diamond jewelry as well as entertaining risky behavior.

Pimping style, but they yayo got me wearing linen now
The artist describes himself as a smooth ‘pimping’ figure, but he also acknowledges the high price of his activities, surrendered to the use of luxurious linen clothing.

Getting paper, paper plates on convertibles
The artist highlights the huge profits gained through drug dealing, which allows him to purchase expensive, flashy cars and affix paper license plates to avoid detection.

And my yayo to PA, that work'll move
The artist boasts of owning high-quality cocaine that he can sell quickly and easily in Pennsylvania (PA).

Ricky Ross only fuck with legends
The artist asserts his reputation within the industry, claiming to work only with other high-level cocaine dealers.

Pimp see, Bun be got the hustle perfected
The artist again acknowledges his fellow contributors, noting their skills and strategies within the cocaine industry.

I could ship it to ya or you could come and get it
The artist emphasizes his flexibility in delivery or distribution, giving clients the option to either have the cocaine shipped to them or to pick it up directly from him.

Just bring the cool million with ya when you come and visit Ross
The artist asserts his influence and unwillingness to negotiate on prices, forcing all contractors to bring in at least one million dollars to engage in business dealings.

Cocaine, cocaine
The artist reiterates the main subject of the song, going out on a repetitive but impactful note.