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Codeine Crazy

Future

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Future - Codeine Crazy (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryan Simmons
Bryan Simmons
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TM88
TM88
Producer
Seth Firkins
Seth Firkins
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Codeine crazy Yeah (808 Mafia) Pourin' bubbly, pourin' bubbly Pour that bubbly, pour that bubbly Pour that bubbly We done went through too much, you hear me? (808 Mafia) pour that bubbly Drink that muddy, drink is muddy when we covered in it Yeah, I'm covered in it I was thuggin' it, I was just loving lit That's for them other niggas, that's for the other bitches That ain't for you, dawg, that's for them other niggas That ain't for you, shawty, that's for that other bitch I'm going crazy 'bout it, I'm going codeine crazy That's how I'm living it, I'm feeling lovely I'm drinking bubbly I'm drinking bubbly (yeah) Take all my problems and drink out The bottle and fuck on a model, yeah Audemar, this not a carnival, this is a Royal Oak Cartier Dom Perignon, I get down from a brown, I get chauffeured around I pour up with my rounds, I pour up out of town I corrupted your town with them guns and them pounds I grew up on the grounds with them dealers and hounds We order more bottles and fuck on more models and pass 'em around I say everything triple time Rollie, AP, Hublot, triple time I just know the ones you call upon I just had to pay my dawg a bond Looking at me like a triple threat Every time a nigga talk, a check Smoke the kush up like a cigarette Run it back, you hear my intellect (808 Mafia) Celebrate like the championship Celebrate like the championship Celebrate like the championship Celebrate like the championship I told you, I told you, I told you, I told you Celebrate Don't tell me you celibate to the mula I just went Rick the Ruler with the jeweler I just went St. Tropez-in' like a goonie Abu Dhabi, nigga straight out the sewer Like a loaded chopper, I'm 'bout to shoot it I'm so fucking sick and tired of these rumors I just dived inside a cutie, we spoonin' Take it back and take a look at yourself Take the lesson, put it all in the air Too many days gone by Sittin' by the phone, waitin' 'til I reply Drying my eyes, believe it or not I could never see a tear fallin' Water drippin' on me like a faucet I just took a bitch to eat at Chipotle Spent another sixty thousand on a Rollie All my diamonds got you brainwashed She sucked my dick, it got my brain washed And for that shit, you got your man popped See what they did to Biggie and Pac Pour a lil', lil' liquor out, pour a lil' more liquor out Pour it out, pour it out, pour it out Codeine crazy, codeine crazy Codeine crazy, codeine crazy Codeine crazy, codeine crazy All this motherfucking money got me codeine crazy Drownin' in Actavis, suicide When I hit the scene, it's homicide Diamond pinky ring a lollipop Fuck the hate, I pull up in a drop Diamonds colder than a glacier Ballin' harder than the Pacers I been tryin' to have some patience Told my mama she should pray on it Told the streets they gotta wait on it She gon' put a nigga name on it I just dropped a whole thang on it I'm making USD's overseas That's U.S. dollars that you can't achieve Fucked my white girl, she said, "Nigga, please" Fuck that white girl, she said, "Nigga, please" Playin' poker, now we're back in Stroker I forgot her name but her pussy soakin' When I seen her on the pole Reminded myself when I used to come over Reminded myself when I used to get loaded Remindin' myself that I'm still gettin' loaded The coupe fully loaded, this whip fully loaded This whip fully loaded, the clip fully loaded I try to control it Let's wrap up some bottles Let's pop off some bottles, these niggas too bogus Let's pour up a pint I'ma fuck around, faint like I'm Kid Cudi, probably I fuck around, faint, I'ma fall on the drank Rockin' Tom Ford, poppin' mollies Married to this motherfuckin' money Codeine crazy, codeine crazy Codeine crazy, codeine crazy Codeine crazy, codeine crazy All this motherfucking money got me codeine crazy You thought I forgot about us? I know that you know I don't fold under pressure I'm back on the road, I get low on the pedal We live by the codes of the ghetto I'm closing this out with my memo I'm treating this shit like a demo I'm putting my heart and my soul in this shit and some more I'm in that Dolce Gabbana I might get after Madonna I get it crack in the summer Strapped in the 'Lac and the Hummer Fronted a pack to my partner All this lingo got her panties to dropping Fuck the fame, I'm sipping lean when I'm driving All this cash and it ain't nowhere to hide it I'm an addict and I can't even hide it Don't you panic, panoramic companion They was tryna serve me at the arraignment Never comment on it, never complaining I'm taking everything that come with these millions I'm taking everything that come with my children Yeah, yeah Pour that bubbly Drink that muddy, drink is muddy when we covered in it Yeah, I'm covered in it I was thuggin' it, I was just loving lit That's for them other niggas, that's for the other bitches That ain't for you, dawg, that's for them other niggas That ain't for you, shawty, that's for that other bitch I'm going crazy 'bout it, I'm going codeine crazy That's how I'm living it, I'm feeling lovely I'm drinking bubbly Codeine crazy, codeine crazy All this motherfucking money got me codeine crazy
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Bryan Simmons Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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