Compositor: John Floreani
Ready?
I could do this shit all day
In your chocolate hair
I love you like cigarettes
Ignore my pupils baby, too much in front of me
I'm flying higher than you've ever seen me
I've got something that I want to be
I understand it if you don't believe
I'm gonna change the world, baby wait and see
Everything is coming up cocaine sweet
Everything is coming up cocaine sweet
Everything is coming up cocaine sweet
Everything is coming up cocaine sweet
Don't you wonder how we made it here
When we said we wouldn't last the year?
I still need you more than I need air
I don't care how we make it as long as we get there
I can feel it coming up, coming up
I can feel it coming up, coming up
I can feel it coming up, coming up
I can feel it coming up, coming up
Everything is coming up cocaine sweet
Everything is coming up cocaine sweet
Everything is coming up cocaine sweet
Everything is coming up cocaine sweet
We need nothing more than here because
Baby, I wanna make you rich and famous
When I make all my music money
I'll show them all that I'm not crazy
I can feel it coming up, coming up
I can feel it coming up, coming up
I can feel it coming up, coming up
I can feel it coming up, coming up
Everything is coming up cocaine sweet
Everything is coming up cocaine sweet
Everything is coming up cocaine sweet
Everything is coming up cocaine sweet