Scooter - Colombia

I can make cocaine I just fell in love with a Cuban I just left Colombia Always making bricks, me and Hector Teach them how to remix gave me metric tons Isabella that's his little sister She love me cause I know what them bricks do I can serve you. I pull tricks too But I can make cocaine I promise you'll never see a drought again I fly back to Colombia I always make them million dollar runs I can make cocaine I just fell in love with a Cuban I just left Colombia Now we get them in by the metric ton I can make cocaine It don't take but 8 minutes to make a whole thing But I be selling metric ton You can cop one for a million Black amigos send them packs long distance Put my stove in the bathroom not the kitchen Walk in the door you see 60 pistols By any means necessary, we about them bricks fool I was selling bricks since high school Foreign whip rider when I slide through But I don't sell dog food Fill out your application, come to brick school