William Leonard Roberts II was born in Coahoma County, Mississippi and raised in Carol City, Florida, near Miami After graduating from Carol City Senior High School, he later attended the historically black college Albany State University in Albany, Georgia.
After being signed to Suave House Records, former label for rap duo 8Ball & MJG, he eventually signed a deal with Slip-n-Slide Records, which has been under the Def Jam umbrella since 2006. While signed to Slip-n-Slide, Ross toured with fellow rapper Trick Daddy and made guest performances on other Slip-n-Slide rap albums
His debut album Port of Miami was released in August 2006 and debuted at the top spot on the Billboard 200 album chart, with sales at 187,000 units after its first week
In March 2008, his second album Trilla was released and, as its predecessor Port of Miami had, debuted at the top of the Billboard 200.[8] Its lead single "Speedin'" featuring R. Kelly peaked at #121 on the Billboard Hot 100; the next one, "The Boss" featuring T-Pain peaked at #17 on the Hot 100. The third single "Here I Am" featured Nelly and Avery Storm
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The album debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200 chart, selling 176,300 copies in its first week. It attained some international charting and produced three singles with moderate Billboard chart success. Upon its release, Teflon Don received generally positive reviews from most music critics, earning praise for its cinematic production and Ross's lyrical persona.
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Coke Like the 80
Rick Ross Lyrics
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This is your brain on drugs
Any questions?
Welcome home George Young (RIP McBride)
The real Boston George
It's that Dade Country yayo shit
Double MOB
Beat Billionaire
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke white Mercedes
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke white Mercedes
All white, nigga, Big Ike, nigga
Keep shooters with me, you'll call your grave site nigga
15th Ave, miracle nigga
Get these comforters fried, come and get a few nigga
John Doe nigga, you know that convo nigga
Get that weed and white, want you a combo nigga
Checkmate with the sticks, identify by your kicks
Welcome home to Skinner, already bought him a brick
Boobie Gang was the clique, forever changed the game
Bunky Brown was a legend, Wayne Parker the mane (Vonda)
Carol City set, 183rd still a rout
We live in the jungle, fish tanks in the house
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke white Mercedes
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke white Mercedes
Bo dealin' nigga, oh really nigga?
Bunche Park hot, it's a block full of killas
Lil' Trav, nigga, the bab nigga
Execution upcomin', 'bout that lil' tab nigga
River City, they slide, aka homicide
Rest in peace to the Goonies, one day we'll be eye to eye
It is what it is, I left the vest at the crib
Extended the clip, I'ma give 'em the biz
Catch you jackin' your dick, now you fucked in the game
Leave you flat on your back, where you lay was a stain
A mil' in the hole is every real nigga goal
And this uncut like Ochoa, they want your crumbs off the floor
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke white Mercedes
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke white Mercedes
My new bitch, she a waitress, strip club is a trap
Stick my dick in her pussy when she come sit on my lap
Get that paper, my plug, he sent that pack from Bahamas
It's uncut like the 80's, 17 still my number
Candy paint on my door, Jesus piece on my charm
Sold her my last nickel pooch, she just wanted a bump
Her man wanted a line, so I sold 'em a verse
Sold a quarter for 9, and I sold 'em the vert
Can't be takin' them trips, for that flea market whip
Peep this Rollie fugazy, I'm sellin' game to a pimp
Line up all of my bitches, head crack 'em and check 'em
Even if she barefooted, I bet the streets gon' respect her
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke white Mercedes
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke white Mercedes
The song “Coke Like the 80’s” by Rick Ross is an ode to the era of cocaine dealing in the United States. Supposedly, Ross was able to acquire his wealth from selling cocaine on the streets and in his music he is proud of his past. Through the lyrics, he expresses his love for cocaine and the way that it has helped him become rich and famous. For Ross, cocaine is what allowed him to realize his American Dream.
In the song, Rick Ross references several notorious American drug traffickers, including Boston George and George Jung. Boston George was a major cocaine and marijuana trafficker in the 1970s and 1980s and was made famous in the movie “Blow,” which was based on his life. George Jung was another notorious drug dealer in the 1970s and 80s and was also depicted in the movie “Blow.”
Throughout the song, Ross makes references to his past and to those who were important to the drug scene that he was a part of. He speaks of things like the different cliques that he ran with and the specific methods that he used to deal drugs. He is also able to make light of the dangers and violence that is associated with cocaine dealing by referencing specific individuals who have fallen victim to it.
Overall, “Coke Like the 80’s” is a song that celebrates the era of cocaine dealing in America while also acknowledging the dangers and risks associated with it.
Line by Line Meaning
Okay last time, this is drugs
I am about to rap about drugs
This is your brain on drugs
Drugs can harm your mental health
Any questions?
Do you have any doubts or queries?
Welcome home George Young (RIP McBride)
George Young is back, RIP to McBride (another deceased person)
The real Boston George
George is the actual Boston George (a notorious cocaine smuggler)
It's that Dade Country yayo shit
This is the cocaine from Dade County (Florida)
Double MOB
We are the Double MOB (Money Over Bitches) gang
I'm finna take these pussy niggas down
I am going to defeat these weak people
Beat Billionaire
I am a better rapper than Billionaire (another artist)
I got coke like the 80's
I have a large amount of cocaine like in the 1980s
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke white Mercedes
I have a lot of cocaine, and I am driving my white Mercedes
All white, nigga, Big Ike, nigga
I am wearing all white, and I am Big Ike (a nickname)
Keep shooters with me, you'll call your grave site nigga
I am carrying weapons, and if you mess with me, you might die
15th Ave, miracle nigga
I'm from 15th Avenue, and it's a miracle that I'm alive
Get these comforters fried, come and get a few nigga
We are selling drugs and trying to get people to buy them
John Doe nigga, you know that convo nigga
I am a John Doe (unknown person), and we both know what we're talking about
Get that weed and white, want you a combo nigga
You can buy weed and cocaine together to get a discount
Checkmate with the sticks, identify by your kicks
We are armed and will win, and we can recognize you by your shoes
Welcome home to Skinner, already bought him a brick
Skinner (a person) is back, and we already gave him cocaine
Boobie Gang was the clique, forever changed the game
Boobie Gang (a group of people) changed the drug game forever
Bunky Brown was a legend, Wayne Parker the mane (Vonda)
Bunky Brown (a person) was famous, and Wayne Parker (another person) was the leader
Carol City set, 183rd still a rout
I am from Carol City and 183rd is still dangerous
We live in the jungle, fish tanks in the house
Our neighborhood is rough, but we still have luxurious things
Bo dealin' nigga, oh really nigga?
We are dealing drugs, is that surprising to you?
Bunche Park hot, it's a block full of killas
Bunche Park (a location) is dangerous and full of killers
Lil' Trav, nigga, the bab nigga
I am Lil' Trav and the bab (a nickname)
Execution upcomin', 'bout that lil' tab nigga
We are going to execute (kill) someone soon because of a small mistake
River City, they slide, aka homicide
People from River City (a neighborhood) commit murder (homicide)
Rest in peace to the Goonies, one day we'll be eye to eye
Goonies (a group of people) are dead, and I will meet them after I die
It is what it is, I left the vest at the crib
Things are the way they are, and I'm not wearing a bulletproof vest
Extended the clip, I'ma give 'em the biz
I added more bullets to the gun, and I will attack them aggressively
Catch you jackin' your dick, now you fucked in the game
If we catch you being lazy or unproductive, you will be in trouble
Leave you flat on your back, where you lay was a stain
We will hurt you badly and leave you on the ground
A mil' in the hole is every real nigga goal
Having a million dollars in debt is a common goal for people like us
And this uncut like Ochoa, they want your crumbs off the floor
The cocaine we have is pure, like the Ochoa brothers (drug traffickers), and people will try to take even the smallest pieces of it
My new bitch, she a waitress, strip club is a trap
My new girlfriend works as a waitress in a strip club, and it's a bad environment
Stick my dick in her pussy when she come sit on my lap
I have sex with her when she sits on my lap
Get that paper, my plug, he sent that pack from Bahamas
We are making money by selling cocaine that was sent from the Bahamas by our supplier (plug)
It's uncut like the 80's, 17 still my number
The cocaine is high-quality, like in the 1980s, and my lucky number is 17
Candy paint on my door, Jesus piece on my charm
I have a shiny, colorful car, and a necklace with a Jesus pendant
Sold her my last nickel pooch, she just wanted a bump
I sold her the last bit of cocaine I had, and she only wanted a small amount
Her man wanted a line, so I sold 'em a verse
Her boyfriend wanted more cocaine, so I sold him a rap verse instead
Sold a quarter for 9, and I sold 'em the vert
I sold a quarter of an ounce of cocaine for $900, and also sold them a car
Can't be takin' them trips, for that flea market whip
We can't afford to travel often because we're saving money to buy a cheap car
Peep this Rollie fugazy, I'm sellin' game to a pimp
This Rolex watch is fake, but I'm still trying to sell it to a pimp
Line up all of my bitches, head crack 'em and check 'em
I am going to gather all of my women, hit them in the head, and make sure they are loyal to me
Even if she barefooted, I bet the streets gon' respect her
Even if she doesn't have shoes, people will still show respect for her because she is associated with me (a respected person)
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Written by: SHAMANN COOKE, WILLIAM ROBERTS
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