Hi all !
I'm desperately trying to track down a record in which some guy goes: "This
is cocaine... This is cocaine..." It's pretty groovy and I remember hearing
it 2 summers ago (but it may be older than that...)
It's NOT the track in which the guy says "This is cocaine speaking".
I was told that the one I'm looking for was performed by Phuture.
Please, can anybody help ?
Thanks a bunch,
Topher.
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