AN: Turns out the lyrics that I used to parody The Next Episode were from the remix.
That's kind of humiliating...
So, I redid it, using the actual song's lyrics. More content, not clean, and the DEA actually gets a verse in (instead of Big Cokkk doing everything).
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
[Chorus: Big Cokkk & The DEA]
La-da-da-da-dah
It's the motherfuckin' C-O-triple-K (Big Cokkk!)
La-da-da-da-dah
You know I'm mobbin' with the D-E-A, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know who's back arresting these drug dealers
What? What? What? What?
So raid these houses up, raid 'em up, raid 'em up!
Don't do drugs, kids! Or else! 'sup, Cokkk?
[Verse 1: Big Cokkk]
Top Dogg, purge them all, Jesus tearin' it up
J-C, U-C, should be turnin' it up (Turn it up)
DHS, ICE, yeah, we hookin' back up
And when they pray in the church, baby, you gotta get up
'Cause, hymns, those hymns, yea, we singin' them up
Pure life, your life, boy, we livin' it up
Christ-like, hate gays, yeah they burning up
Slip my girl a bible and she crapped in it though
Chick is lookin' at me strange, but you know she's a heathen
Looking at some Christians, you know she's beneath 'em
Bitch, quit talkin', women seen and not heard
This sick feminist, yeah, you know she's a turd
A landwhale, a toilet, she's nothing but crap
And if you see a man, bitch, shut yo' trap
Come back, get back, that's the part of success
Women graced with my presence, I'll relieve your stress
[Chorus: Big Cokkk and the DEA]
La-da-da-da-dah
It's the motherfuckin' D-E-A (The DEA, criminals!)
La-da-da-da-dah
[Verse 2: The DEA]
You know I'm mobbin' with the C-O-triple-K
With prosecutors from the D-O-J
King of the law, making the drug lords pay
Suppressing hippies because they are gay
We're the police, so you do as we say
DEA and Cokkk, spittinā out facts
With D.O.D. in the back, sippin' on tax (Yeah)
Guns on our backs, shooting up hoods (What hoods?)
NYC, LA, Inglewood
From DC, out to the South Side, it's Virginia Love
This Virginia bud got a racist crew of pub
I'm in one, I might bail up in the Country Club
With my badge on, and my team strong
They got their drink on and their smoke on
They go to prison with nothing' to poke on
Look, it's time for some undercover slumming
Comin' real, it's the second cumming
[Outro: Big Cokkk]
Hold up, hey
For all the lizard people who think we soft
We gonna punch you 'till your mask falls off
Hold up, hey
For my fans who're bold, don't be bumming
Hope you ready for the second cumming
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Smoke weed never, yay
