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Lipstick & Cocaine (Feat. Paul)
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A beat by Paul turned into a classic by Fust.
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Fust is an alternative hip-hop/alternative rock project started by Jon Banks in 2005. ATTENTION: Please check us out at: www.ReverbNation.com/Fust
Founded in early 2005, Fust is the alternative music project of Jon Banks. Fust's songs are notorious for jumping genre with music exploring rock & roll, alternative, hip-hop, house, punk, instrumental, ambient, electronica, classical, Spanish music, country, folk, freestyle rap, beat-box, trip-hop, pop-punk, electronic sampling, dance, acoustic rock, industrial, experimental, blues, classic-rock, reggae, comedic rock, spoken-word and even "commercial jingle". For up-to-the-minute information on Fust: [www.Facebook.com/ThisIsFust] & [www.Twitter.com/ThisIsFust] For Fust Video: [www.Qik.com/ThisIsFust] & [www.YouTube.com/FustMusic]
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Genre
Hip-Hop • New School
Charts
#4,434 in subgenre Peak #75
Charts
Peak #3,124
Author
Jon Banks/Paul
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Jon Banks
Uploaded
April 11, 2011
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MP3 2.0 MB • 128 kbps • 2:11
Story behind the song
Lipstick and Cocaine. Go together like Hank Hill and propane.
Lyrics
Powders Her Nose…(x6) And it’s never comin’ back down. They both said sell it. And it’s lipstick & cocaine… Pink dice in the dope game… And it’s lipstick & cocaine… Go together like Hank Hill and propane. …I work pro-bono, Beatle of rap, no Yoko Ono, Peep my style, I’m a walkin’ promo, Hit my blunt, you will talk in slow-mo, Sucka MCs, suck a dick, no homo, I’m a cowboy, mothaf*** a, no Romo, Please try again, ‘cause your raps are so-so, I get the club jumpin’ up like pogo, …yeah, I’m faster than light, I’m like the soundboard, I can master the mic, Do it with no hands, babe, that’s what I like, I have to be right, yeah, I’m a bastard, aight? If I were smoother, and less reluctant, Tell me, would it prove that you’re self-destructive? If I could change, using just your words, I would be a better man than you really deserved, Baby, if I really had, your laundry list, I would be gone, you would be missed. You would be pissed, you wouldn’t exist, And you wouldn’t be mentioned in all of my hits. And it’s lipstick & cocaine… Pink dice in the dope game… And it’s lipstick & cocaine… Go together like Hank Hill and propane.
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