Costa Rica

I'm fresh from Costa Rica
I met my connect in Costa Rica
See the dope came off the boat from Costa Rica
Flexing my whip got all the features
My bitch from overseas and she can't leave without her visa
So I let her meet Keisha she blow me while I blow
Keisha Blow 40 at the club and blow 30 out the Nina Bitch
I'm from Chiraq in this shit feels like Costa Rica

I'm fresh from Costa Rica Gualala mozzarella cocaina
They hoes see me and say oh my God like they see Jesus
Now I get nothing butthead like Beavis Uno man army
You don't need to vouch for me
And we ain't talkin vegetables unless it's broccoli
And niggas actin biggie but you ain't 2 pac'n me blam blam blam blam blam
Yosemite I'm talkin that shit Costa Rica boats
I'm talkin ships Costa Rica Coke
I'm talkin shipments Of that Costa Rica how you flipping



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Writer(s): Marti Mc Flyy
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