Cocaine

[Intro] Where did you get this stuff? Columbia Oh, uhh... well, do you mind if I do a line? Yeah, go ahead; fuck it, let's all do one {*all sniffing*} I can't feel my face I mean I can touch it, but I can't feel it, inside [Hook: 50 Cent] + (Robin Thicke) (Cocaine) I know police is watching - I see 'em watching (Cocaine) Hustling, I'm not stopping - I got to eat (Cocaine) I got to get my money, you think shit is funny Me I'm 'bout my business - you're motherfucking right (cocaine) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Columbian girl, Peruvian chick She make the money roll and I love the bitch Know she ain't a virgin, but she pure For the right price I'll let you fuck with her raw A little like a pimp, I'm your pusher man She could make us both rich nigga, yes, she can You want your own spot, let's talk locations Then talk market and the public relations [Bridge: Robin Thicke](50 Cent) Everybody's watching But no one talks about it (shut your mouth) Right now - that's all it was, anything call it She said ''sex just ain't the same without it'' [Hook] [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Every little step I take (come on) you will be there Every little step I make (look, bitch) we'll be together So grateful (yeah) so faithful (uhh) Every gram in the hand's more paper (c'mon) I'll cut it, you sniff it or smoke it, terrific [Bridge: Robin Thicke] Movie stars, models and, blondes and cocaine New York, L.A. is, all the same The angels look the other way Cause they can understand my pain [Hook] [Outro: 50 Cent] You niggas got a problem, yeah A big motherfucking problem at a minimum I'mma have a nigga put speedknots all over your motherfucking head ya dig? Oh shit [Robin] Cocaine {*echoes*}