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'Lil' Niggaz' Lyrics - J. Cole
Here is Lil' Niggaz Lyrics by J. Cole

Yeah, Ain't nothin but to do it, Nigga that's true
A quarter milli and a Buick, Nigga guess who?
It came to me like the dream that I once had
Niggas said I couldn't do it, then I bust through
And now I'm flying worldwide, singing rap songs
Fucking all the bad hoes that I once knew
And busted nuts for all the times I was shitted on
See now it was once fuck me, now it's fuck you
Clearly, now hear me
Back with a vengeance, hope you niggas feel me
Cut me deep and know it hurts severely
I'm a forgiver, I still love you dearly, sincerely
It's Truly Yours, bout to stack another quarter milli
Nigga got a quarter milli, don't be silly

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'Blowin Smoke' Lyrics - J. Cole
Here is Blowin Smoke Lyrics by J. Cole

Blowing smoke, showing growth, no one's close
Never mashing brakes on breakbeats or going broke ever
Never, Rozay rich forever
Learn how to take a punch can't be a bitch forever
Cause it's gonna come, if not from a fight
With that big ass bully nigga you never quite liked
And just from life, knocking you on your ass
Turning off all of your lights like Teddy Pendergrass
Or mama on her last dollar, tryna stretch it
Gotta pay electric, gotta pay the water
Why she wanna a daughter when it's hard enough tryna raise two boys
Back in the days, I would've hated on the new boys
Just saying, cause the radio was just playing
And I heard one of their songs and my nigga sang along
And I'm thinking to myself, damn they came and went
A couple singles but could never be the main event
Without substance, something for them to grab on
Wonder if niggas know they time is short and they won't last long
I ain't even certain, one day they love you
Next day they put the niggas you put on above you
I let you niggas talk, it ain't no need to interrupt you
Cause my album 'bout to be the biggest fuck you
And don't worry, we'll let you back on the train
Riding Jermaine, once you see these niggas not in my lane
I pray to god end they reign
I fucked a bitch I used to dream about
And could've died when I came from disbelief
Now I don't wish to speak on a name, that shit is weak
We the new lost boys, shouts to Mr. Cheeks
Shouts to Queens, getting money regiment with my getting money regime
I'm a money machine, developing the routine, nah mean?

Nah mean, nah mean?
That was like a Jay Z drink
Nah mean, Nah mean, nah mean, nah mean?
You know how I used to say it
Nah mean?
B-r-r-ing, warm up

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'Bitchez' Lyrics - J. Cole Ft. Bas & Omen
Here is Bitchez Lyrics by J. Cole Ft. Bas & Omen

[Intro: J. Cole]
Damn we got bitches, and they bring bitchez
Fuck all y'all niggas, y'all niggas bitchless

This is dedicated (yo turn my vocals up)
You know who this is dedicated to

[Hook: J. Cole] X2
Me and my niggas fuck all the bitchez
Damn we got bitchez, and they bring bitchez
Fuck all y'all niggas, y'all niggas bitchless
Where did your bitchez go?

[Verse 1: Bas]
Damn, you niggas so bitchless
Swear it's a mystery to y'all how to get to the drawers
Like Bas, why you gotta say bitch when you swear?
Bitch, I don't care
Damn, you niggas so bitchless
Swear it's a mystery to y'all how to get to the drawers
Got a bitch like a diamond
Bitch got her flaws
See the switch when she walk
Give the bitch an applause
My bitch, call her my bitch if I want
Fly to another continent if I want
Ride through the projects if I want
Type of chick keep me home, but I won't
Gotta roam out of town, paying due getting high
Til' I put a fiend flag on the moon, cutie pie
Say she want a shirt and a hat too, that's cool
She be waking up in [?] that's true, nigga

[Hook X2]

[Verse 2: Omen]
Yeah...TDK
TDK
Shots to these niggas, and I'm known to treat hoes like Stevie J
Gone off the Henny I'm beyond faded
Damn y'all lookin' so dehydrated
Why y'all lookin' so dehydrated?
Y'all so thirsty and I'm her favorite
I don't talk much, but I say a lot
Then when I stroll to the back, red cup game come and take a shot
When we sweating in the dark don't run
Throw it back like you're inside the park, home run
She a square but that ass rotund
She let me cut so I'mma ride shogun
Know you heard about the backstroke
I can make your perm turn to and afro
I got dumb hoes, bad bitches
Nice girls, classy women
I'm too official
Clean view, nigga too official
Call a nigga dawg, I'm calling her a bird, talking to the pussy cat I'm Dr. Doolittle

[Hook X2]

[Verse 3: J. Cole]
They say grief is the price of love, fuck love!
I'm out in D.C. what's the price of love, I'm tryna
Get into something like a virus
Get lucky like I'm Irish
Born broke I'mma die rich
Steve Jobs of the projects
Pete Rock with a South twist
When the beat drop nigga drop heat like a teapot
Nigga [?] on the knowledge
Once again it's on
A nigga cash never been this long
A nigga passion ain't been this strong
I'm in the zone
Know to slang dick like it's ten inch long
Open wide get my bid'ness on
Young Dennis get my menace on
No old dog, more like more cane
Get dough, fuck hoes that's a full life thing
'06 I was po' like rain
Flow sick and I don't like lames
Stop playing, bitch

[Hook X2]

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'Revenge of the Dreamers' Lyrics - J. Cole
Here is Revenge of the Dreamers Lyrics by J. Cole

[Verse 1]
I'm in the zone this year, it's all fire, nigga check my attire
Your worst fear is confirmed, your reign at the top expires this year
No application, I'm higher this year
This a dedication to that bitch who slashed my nigga tires, oh yeah
I knew about you, bitch I knew about you
Came up on a good nigga, he ain't have a clue about you
Tried to tell that nigga, don't trust that bitch as far as you can smell a nigga
But you live and you learn
On these road to riches niggas bound to miss a few turns
Don't let the bridges that you cross turn into bridges you burn
You're bound to miss a few turns
Don't let the bridges that you.. fuck it, you don't hear me
Look, ayo I walk along this long harbor of life and sit on the piers
Reflect on my pain and shit on my fears
Should I feel an ounce of guilt that I outdid all my peers?
Or write my name in the sky and show them niggas I'm here?
This one is for the history books, picture me shook or failin'
This is revenge of the dreamer
Misery took a million of my niggas' hopes from 'em, don't even know some 'em
No more, the coke numbed 'em, no suicide notes from 'em
They killin' theyselves, slowly killin' theyselves
Five iPhones dropped, my nigga still in the cell
He said he found God, shit, I doubt it, to each his own
Whatever keeps you strong to get up out it, we need you home
Cause see a war's goin' on outside, I 'bout cried
When that boy that the cops shot died, my mouth wide open from shock
Sick and tired of hopin' it'll stop
This pen the only hope that I got, I open up shot, and break out

[Hook]
Got what you want, I got what you need
My heart on my sleeve, watch me bleed, I break out!
Dreamville is the team, my team ill and the feins
And ye' ain't real as you seem, and we can tell, nigga
Fuck what you think, cause if your shit don't stink
Nigga my shit won't sink, cause it can't, I break out!
I gotta break the fuck up outta here
Dreamville is the team, my team ill and the feins
And ye' ain't real as you seem, and we can tell, nigga

[Verse 2]
War stories, got tour stories
Pop four whores on the top floor stories
Niggas know, every verse is worth a brick of blow
Just a seven figure nigga got the game in figure four
I know at times I'm hypocritical, you niggas dig it though
I fuck until my dick be sore, leave bitches walkin' pigeon toe and break out!
On to the next bitch, homie
Your new chick, that's my ex-bitch, homie, in fact I'm still logged in her Netflix, homie
Just make sure she cook you breakfast, homie
Her bacon slimmin' but her eggs get runny, funny
So many bombs, you'd think Flex get money, from me
Cole world but my neck get sunny
Now I don't fuck around with hoes from reality shows
Or blow up dolls, cause I don't like havin' sex with dummies, love me
No disrespect meant, honey, this just a compilation of my observations
While trapped in this God-forsaken nation
Shit, but since we makin' conversation
I've been thinkin' me and you would make a bangin' combination
I know that you mad, I know what I said
But my dick be arguin' with my head, all you with the bed, well if so let's break out!

[Hook]

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'TKO (Black Friday Remix)' Lyrics - Justin Timberlake ft. ASAP Rocky, J. Cole & Pusha T
Here is TKO (Black Friday Remix) Lyrics by Justin Timberlake Ft. ASAP Rocky, J. Cole & Pusha T

[Verse 1: J. Cole]
Blood thicker than water, right?
Fuck bitches, they all alike
Stand up nigga, not the fallin' type
Heart blacker than a Harlem night
'Til I met you, they say the devil wear Prada
But I doubt it cause the Lord did bless you
Damn look at that body
Short bus shawty, cause it sure is special
Cole to the rescue, never save a ho
Hoes like to hide their behavior though
Thought you was a down ass bitch
'Til I found that shit a couple days ago
I was home alone, next thing I know
That long ass verse from a song called "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the tomb got clearer
That's when I seen the shit playin' on your phone
Girl, what is that? A ringtone?
Shit, not you too
Man that hype done got you too
Everybody and their momma gassed
Even my momma asked what I'mma do
Decisions, decisions
In case this is war, then I load up on all ammunition
If a nigga want problems, my trigger's on auto
I'll make sure that nobody miss him
Now pack up your shit, you don't believe in me
I don't need you, I got me, bitch
Same nigga moved to NYC, bitch
Got a record deal and a college degree, bitch
Two gold plaques, I produced all the tracks
And I never ever ever lean on Jay Z, bitch
And after all that achievement
Real nigga never even went and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to play me, bitch?
I'll knock your ass out

[Hook: Justin Timberlake]
TKO - I don't understand it
Tell me how could you be so low?
Been swinging after the bell
And after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt
Through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
Dammit, babe...
This ain't the girl I used to know
No, not anymore, TKO

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
All hail Pretty Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the game on lock, streets serenaded
Now you lame motherfuckers lookin' devastated
Bet you niggas wish you never hated
That's the devil ain't it?
Fuck that shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this
Fuck that shit, he that, he black
He don't like blacks, fuck that shit, he wack
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits
Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch he with
Finished talking shit? Get up off my dick
The nonsense is synonymous
With comments from the blogs about
Menages with the gossips and the bosses, fuck surprises
I'm monogamous and not to mention
In my closet is a model chick
Grimmy gothic fits, trapped inside of it
...shit, y'all should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not just kinda sick
The doctor prescribed my shit
Cock it click, click, opposite
Stop and dropin' shit, 'fore poppin' shit
From popular to poppin' picks to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a xanny
Popular for compliments
Make it rain, she pop that shit
It boosts her confidence
Was supposed to stop this shit
But spit like I forgot some shit
Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you
Peep my common sense...

[Hook: Justin Timberlake]

[Verse 3: Pusha T]
JT this like deja vu right?
All this album of the year talk
Niggas claiming they're the best out
I been hot since the Purple Tape
And this cuban's poking my chest out
They keep calling on King Push
This beach chair, I'm stretched out
My name is my name, bitch
Until I'm gone and it's etched out
I been known to blow a quarter brick
On baby hairs and a messy bun
If I make her mine, I made her mind
She fall in line and we got some
Memoirs of a millionaire
Even better I'm a reallionaire
Elias skirt, Fendi work
Dress my baby like build-a-bear
Fuck you know about the type of Rollie
Fuck you know about blowin' bands
Bezel on it like a grand circle
Diamonds in it, holdin' hands
A1 since day 1, I sold dope and my name rung
I sold dope where I came from
And it's all dope what I made from it
No lie, know why? Guy Fish in my bowtie
JT up in the three-piece
And we magic baby like showtime
She ain't know, we ain't know
Try to trap her but she ain't slow
Once she trap you with the DA flow
It's lights out, TKO...

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'They Ready' Lyrics - DJ Khaled (Ft. Big K.R.I.T., J. Cole & Kendrick Lamar )
Here is They Ready Lyrics by DJ Khaled Ft. Big K.R.I.T, J. Cole & Kendrick Lamar

[verse 1: j. cole]
and you know it don’t stop
grindin round that clock
masterminding my second album
my first album just dropped
scored a touchdown on my first down
niggas thought i was gon’ flop
see i hustle like my momma but i look just like my pops
and we still duckin cops
ride round and take shots
hennessy for my enemies
niggas know i’m takin they spot
cause that’s cole up on the play clock
show just how i came from way back
just like tip told you asap but you niggas rappin like aesop
get a grip

oh that’s your dream car? nigga that’s my old whip
oh that’s your dream girl? nigga that’s my old bitch
oh that’s your new flow? nigga that’s my old shit!
this that new krit shit, that cole shit
them country niggas
one for the money
two for the show
three for them hoes saying anything goes

they say they ready for whatever!
they say they ready for whatever..

i been around the world
twice to be exact
six bad bitches and they lapped up in the back
they say they ready for whatever!
they say they ready for whatever

[verse 2: big k.r.i.t.]

shawty look what we got
my bass beat & it knock
got the old school in my old school
bout to post up on yo block
yo broad chose like she was supposed to and you up in arms cause she bopped
i hate to say it but i got to say that i wish that they would just stop
so fuck these haters, fuck these hoes that ain’t slammin doors on they drop
y’all niggas too young to remember how to ??? the beat but i’m not
so when it come to snappin cadillac

[verse 3: kendrick lamar]
hol’ up, but don’t forget about compton nigga
one for the money, two for the show, three for no limit and the rest for death row
that means i been bout it bout it and this is the realist shit i ever wrote
and if anyone ever doubt it then they are the loudest of liars i know
i only desire to blow, she only desire to blow
and i hope that my dick is a whistlely flute, and that’s not the instrumental
now pick up my coat, you let that motherfucker drag like rupaul, i’ll drag your ass to the floor
bitch, i can admit, i’m a recovered addict, paraphernalia that is
tellin the doctor i’m sick

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'Love And War' Lyrics - Rita Ora (Ft. J. Cole)
Here is Love And War Lyrics by Rita Ora Ft. J. Cole

I don’t wanna fight anymore
You go off, I go off
And you mad over nothing
I don’t wanna fight anymore
Can’t we just make love and not war

White flag (ahhh), white flag (ahhh)
I’m waving a white flag, (ahh), white flag

Anymore, anymore, anymore
I don’t wanna fight anymore
Anymore, anymore, anymore
And I don’t wanna fight anymore

Yeah, something crazy about the way we love to hate each other
I don’t wanna fight anymore
Every day we fighting like the navy baby
Maybe we could save each other
I don’t wanna fight anymore
You go off, I go off
And you mad over nothing
I don’t wanna fight anymore
Can’t we just make love and not war

Yeah, something crazy about the way we love to hate each other
I don’t wanna fight anymore
Maybe we could save each other
I don’t wanna fight anymore
You go off, I go off
And you mad over nothing

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'The Cure' Lyrics - J. Cole
Here is The Cure Lyrics by J. Cole

cole world, the new nat king
if i ain’t the illest nigga, i’m his new vaccine
really more like poison when his new jack swing
and my bed is like a deck of cards – two black queens
a nigga don’t like me, he just a fucking hater
what you made last week, i just tipped the fucking waiter
what that feel like? tell me what that feel like?
nigga fuck your twitter, bitches follow me in real life

welcome back, ladies and gentleman, to a brand new season.
dreamville, cole world. so much is happening, our time apart. i can’t wait to share it with you all in due time.
did you miss me? i know i missed you. can’t believe these niggas ain’t rap on this shit man.

heard niggas got beef, then they see me on the street, and don’t speak
heard niggas dropping songs every week, but they weak
yeah i heard about your deal, hope they keep the receipt
heard niggas out there saying i would be memphis bleek
well, how you feel when that nigga got mills?
and you sitting, commenting, discussing on how you feel?
bout another nigga shit, or another nigga chips
meanwhile i’m on the strip, putt puttin’ wit ya bitch
cut something in the 6 then dip to 160
bitch don’t fuck with me, trust nigga i’m sick
can’t tell me, fuck nigga i’m it
watch this
look, with my heart on my sleeve, i bleed pardon my greed
i plead insanity, with a side of vanity
how can it be
i blew up singlehandedly, nobody handed me shit
granted though, i planned to be rich
understandably, funny how i talk so candidly
on cameras but won’t holla at family only randomly
after a few drinks come our realest convos
my handle on my thoughts used to be as ill as rondo’s
screaming fuck whitey, forgetting i’m still mulatto
ay reverend, will i get to heaven, he said “hell if i know”, shit
stay scheming, day dreaming, chain gleaming
name should be abe lincoln ‘cause i cannot tell a lie though
all facts in fact, been all that
before kenan and kel swallow the key to my cell
which means, i got an impossible lock to pick
and if you want my spot, you gotta go through lots of shit
nigga, cole the truth, you the opposite
i be tryna figure out why i cannot commit
with who i’ve known for years, is it hoes or fear
meanwhile she wonder if the one she chose is pure
no cure for the cold, rather cole the cure
them last lines was more honest than your whole career
nigga, you a phony, only got few homies
i prefer lonely, you rap niggas don’t know me
staying to myself, not concerned ‘bout my health
i’m a mothafucka and yo baby mother is a milf
couple years ago they had a nigga sitting on the shelf
now they tell me “man you like the realest shit i ever smelt”
they say “boy you got the belt, plus you better than so-and-so”
i keep it modest but inside i already know it though
yea thanks my nigga, yea thanks my nigga
i deserve but nah this ain’t tank my nigga
leave the party like i just robbed a bank my nigga
bag full of money, fuck yo debate my nigga
‘cause two years ago and i ain’t make it, i was pissed
but you care a little less about a list when you rich, nigga
when you rich nigga

but that’s not what we came here for. we didn’t come here to brag; we didn’t come here to boast, to stunt.
we just came here to flex. ladies and gentlemen, i appreciate your patience. i assure you, it’ll be well worth the wait. in the meantime, if i can get right back into it though. check it

how many kanye beats do a nigga gotta murder
to prove my mind’s further, hater nigga convert her
took kids to carowinds which i’m sure you never heard of
‘cause i didn’t tell the news or the fayetteville observer
i don’t do it for the press, i’m blessed, i made it out
sitting on this plane, my biggest thing to complain about
somewhere between yesterday and now
i done lost my jewelry, rollies, chains, almost lost my cool
but see, i just left kids who ain’t got a fucking thing
‘cept a lot of fucking problems and a lot of fucking pain
and here i go bitching ‘cause my jesus piece missing
got a feeling housekeeping finally caught a nigga slipping
eyes wide open, they just found a pot of gold
now lil’ julio is somewhere shining on you hoes
but that’s how it goes, fuck it i’m still breathing
like my lil’ nigga jaheim, we here for a reason

that’s my lil’ man jaheim. he said, “cole, can you shout me out on a song?”
i was like, “i don’t know man,” but in my mind i knew i would shout him out though, you know

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'Chaining Day' Lyrics - J. Cole
Here is Chaining Day Lyrics by J. Cole

look at me, pathetic nigga
this chain that i bought, greed, pain and fame this a heinous result
let these words be the colors i’m just paintin’ my heart
i’m knee deep in the game and it ain’t what i thought
copped the range rover my girl got the mercedes
iced out crazy i wanna shine like baby
compared to that nigga i ain’t even got a bib yet
truth be told i ain’t even bought a crib yet
this is everything they told a nigga not to do
image is everything i see, it got a lot to do
with the way that people perceive, and what they believe
money short so this jewelry is like a weave
? and hear niggas say i see you
now bitches wanna fuck you and niggas wanna be you
and police wanna stop you, frisk you, wonder what he do
if a hater snatch a chain i bet it still won’t free you
cause i’ll be right back grinding till i cop another
i sit and think ’bout all the shit i could’nt cop my mother
my partner say that’s just a game my nigga
thats what i heard my jeweler say ? chain my nigga

this is chaining day
chaining day, my chaining day
this is my chain today
my last piece, i swear
my guilt heavy as this piece i wear
they even iced out jesus’ hair
my last piece, i swear
they even iced out jesus’ hair
iced on this white jesus, seem a little unholy
real strange thing about this iced out rollie
it’s the same shit a broke black nigga get gassed at
the same shit a rich white mo’fucka laugh at
well laugh on white man, i ain’t paid as you
but i bet your rims ain’t the same age as you
and i ain’t got no investment portfolio
but my black and white diamonds shinin’ like a oreo
i know back home where niggas sit today
you rock a chain and they always got some shit to say
even back when i was broke i knew his shit was fake
he’d prolly sneeze too hard and his shit could break
but hey, you know the sayin’, “fake it ’til you make it”
me, i did the opposite, made it then i faked it
and acted like i gave a fuck, money i was savin’ up
then copped a crib thats gated till that hundred racks, i gave it up

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'Nobody’s Perfect' Lyrics - J. Cole (Ft. Missy Elliott)
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[Verse 1: J. Cole]
This is for all the fans that waited, the bitch niggas that hated
Old hoes we dated, look mama, we made it
Your son out in Barbados, cheese eggs and potatoes
Smokin’ weed on the beach as my mind workin’ like Plato
Analyzin’ the world, fantasizin’ about girls
I’m handin’ diamonds and pearls and vandalizin’ her curls
Sweating her weave out, moans as she breathes out
Fuck I’m doin’ in parties with Hova and Steve Stoute
I step over piranha, death over dishonor
They killin niggas for J’s, that’s death over designer
Hey Cole heatin’ up like that left-over lasagna
Remember when I used to be stressed over Dawana
Now a nigga only textin’ distress over Rihannas
I’m talkin’ tens and better, hood bitches in Timbs and sweaters
And we always argue about the same thing
Tell me why we gotta argue about the same thing, same thing?

[Hook: Missy Elliott]
Nobody’s perfect, nobody’s perfect ey, ey
But you’re perfect for me
Nobody’s perfect, nobody’s perfect ey,
But you’re perfect for me

We rollin’, we ridin’
He like to go inside and
I love to go all night and
We rock the boat, Poseidon
I love to call your name, name, name
Baby I love to call your name, name, name

[Verse 2: J. Cole]
Oh yeah, to my college girl, take the weekend off and come home soon
I graduated way too long ago to be sneakin’ all in your dorm room
But that thing tight like Fort Knox
So I call you when the tour stops
But baby with your roommates, did you make sure the door’s locked?
She love it when we get together
Smoke a little weed but the shit together
Now that I’m on, I can pick and choose
Only fuck with hoes who got shit to lose
Yeah, I heard stories about different dudes
Her man on campus but it’s fine by me
She say she only fucked like 4-5 niggas,
So you know you gotta multiply by 3

[Hook: Missy Elliott]
Nobody’s perfect, nobody’s perfect ey, ey
But you’re perfect for me
Nobody’s perfect, nobody’s perfect ey,
But you’re perfect for me

We rollin’, we ridin’
He like to go inside and
I love to go all night and
We rock the boat, Poseidon
I love to call your name, name, name
Baby I love to call your name, name, name

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'Roll Call' Lyrics - Trae Tha Truth (Ft. J Cole & ABN Renegadez)
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Just got off the phone with my nigger Smithy
shit too real back home. real

this for my niggers here, hold your head
i know shit rough but nigger we don’t give up
we don’t get mad nigger, we just get tough
we just get right nigger, we don’t get left
fuck what they said,
cause what we learned coming up
you can’t teach that shit
like dealer nigger blows but we eat that shit
this one here’s for my brothers we gonna beat that shit
now, i say my prayers
i got, too many people in my head right now
so many that’s in jail, or they’re dead right now
one time for my nigger crag right now
he in the feds, damn the times change
and these stupid niggers talking ‘bout crime pays
you can keep that shit, i just made a million
call me when reach that shit
i ain’t bragging, i’m just shedding some light
one time for my granny up would happen tonight
and a young boy from a show down in hampton
told me that my song was the reason he beat cancer
didn’t know what to say, i just froze
little too deep i suppose
but after a year of review
i figured it out it wasn’t me
it was you nigger, congratulations.

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'Drank In My Cup' Lyrics - J. Cole (Ft. Kirko Bangz)
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[j cole]
(Cole World)
Easy or hard way
Now you can choose or hard way,
Cole took the long way,
A loser hard-lay I moved up to Broadway,
With night time to broad day,
Pregame to foreplay
Used to cruise up with my eyes galzed?
In R Jay’s lil hon-day,
Little bottle of that e and jay,
Liquor all in my DNA,
Shout out NC ANT where I found that TNA,
Ain’t seen me at the VMA,
Nigga like me wasn’t nominated,
One month later fuck a hater
Nigga like me done dominated
wanna ride to the top
Then roll with me baby
Theys waitin on me to drop
Like hov and B baby
Went from crabin in diapers
To rappin in cyphers
Ta doing more numbers
Then all them fuckin lifers in Rikers
U see life is just like a box of chocolates
Never know what you bout to get
Take a bite rock wit it
And I love a bad bitch with confidence
Yo smile nice yo style right
And girl you got some mean thighs
So this right he is mean time
In between time

[hook]
girl i know how much you really want somebody
want somebody that don't really need you
girl i know how much you really want somebody
want somebody that ain't trying to keep
you heard what i said, that could put you to bed
that ain't tryin' to love you baby, just fuck you instead
and don't tell 'em nothing baby, you know that i'm comin' baby
just hit up my phone whenever you need you some company
got this drank in my cup, oh yeah
i got this drank in my cup
i got this drank in my cup, cup, cup

[kirko bangz]
i done came down, came up
slow pitch, change up
same hood, same style, same drink, same cup
she call me when she wanna fuck
i never call, she knows what's up
same page, same book, different song, same hook
everytime her nigga trippin', she on the phone with the same crook
and everytime i pull up, she hit me with that same look
lips bitin', hips right
she left her man for that get right
i'm in the middle, like midnight
only if you got that sit tight
only if you got that wine fine
only if you got that sip type
only if you got that mine bomb
only if you got that sip type
eat that shit like wonton
jokin' baby, i'm pimp tight
i'm used to bein' that one and done
but girl you got that g-get right

[hook]
girl i know how much you really want somebody
want somebody that don't really need you
girl i know how much you really want somebody
want somebody that ain't trying to keep
you heard what i said, that could put you to bed
that ain't tryin' to love you baby, just fuck you instead
and don't tell 'em nothing baby, you know that i'm comin' baby
just hit up my phone whenever you need you some company
got this drank in my cup, oh yeah
i got this drank in my cup
i got this drank in my cup, cup, cup

h-town, oh yeah, i got this drink in my cup
i got this drink in my cup
i came down, hold up, hold up, i said hold up
hold up, i done came down like hold up
hold up, hold up, fuck, 'chea

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Visions of home, the streets that I roamed it's been a while
Raised me like the father I aint never had, I'm still your child
And though I've grown in ways that you never known
I ventured into the world, I moved out all on my own
I'm doing this all for you, I hate to leave you alone
See shit you wouldn't believe, I write ‘em down in these poems
And put ‘em out for the world, I know you listening too
Heard you saying shit about me, I hope the shit isn't true
Man look at this shit I came from, this narrow point of view
How you hating on a nigga that wanted it more than you?
I ran through them spots with you and f-cked the same bitches too
And just because I rocked with you I scrapped with them niggas too
Came back for them niggas too, aint no trappin' nigga it's true
Yet they play me on repeat cause I rap for them niggas too
They see I started with nothing but passion and then I blew
To the Roc, damn the tops a spectacular fucking view

Visions of home, Visions of home
Visions of home, Visions of home (Yeah)
Visions of home, this is my zone

This is my joy, this is my pain, this is my song
This is for my cousin Ricky, damn niggas its been too long
Hate that my nigga Smitty slangin' but to each his own
Gotta feed yo'self, smoke a little weed just to ease yo'self
Fuck the whole world I don't need your help
You're the reason why momma had those rocks
All my niggas never even had no pops
‘Memba that, you remember that?
If you don't, double back
Momma found a much better crib on a safe street
But I'm still where the trouble at
Where the trouble at?
Thats cause my flows there
What it look like if I don't go there
I'm dead wrong, it's been way too long (long)
My folks there, what it look like if I don't go there?
I'm dead wrong, it's been way too long

Visions of home, visions of home
Visions of home nigga, visions of home
I'm coming home, coming home
Yeah Cole World
You know what it is…

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[verse 1: melanie fiona]
if only you knew all the love i had inside
if only i told you
that you were my greatest pride
if only i showed you just how good you made me feel
maybe i wouldn’t be alone and you would be right here but
i don’t wanna do it over
the first time has gone away
you can’t rewind the past
all i can do is say

[hook]
this time, i’m doing much better
love you like i never
ever loved you before
oh baby, not this time
i’m giving my heart and soul
that i reach out for my love
if you say yes i’ll give you my best
this time

[verse 2: melanie fiona]
this time, i’m gonna be stronger
this time i’ll do it all the way
this time i’ll be a better woman
this time i won’t get in my own way
i could go back you never would have gone
if i knew then what i know now
i’ve told you all that i’ve built for you in my heart
in my head i know what i should’ve said
i know what i shoulda did
but i don’t wanna do it over
the first time is gone away
you can’t revive the past
all i can do is say

[hook]

[j. cole]
if looks kill then melanie you a felony
we both hot i guess we couldn’t take the jealousy
all in my ear i had my homeboys telling me
how to be a player, we fell off like bill bellamy
mtv shhh, we used to watch law and order, nbc shh
but now i’m watching solo on some empty seat shit
thinking of you, i got a lot more drinking to do
reminiscing, though i seen it coming
yeah i had a premonition
right beside each other and somehow it felt distant
lets rewind back when days sunny like liston
smile just glisten, your booty like a cushion
is this the moment where we making up
and realise we tripping forever breaking up
and then i break you off, put you to sleep know its deep
when the girl of his dreams is the same one to wake him up

[hook]

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sometimes i think about it
and my pour heart wants to die about it
about the sweet sweet love i lost
and the weed i got double double cost
my god who else my free
i see it now and then
but i pretend i'm doing fine
when i'm about to lose my mind

oh nigga i grew up fast money falling out my pocket
i got too much cash
came for nothing and i'm pocket she got too much ash
like damn, well if you must cash
like god damn what if you must ask
wait for the school hot nox but you crew cut class
and that's why don't think i got a crew club pass
when i'm in the v police f*ckin with me
no sort no license i got this f*cking degree
over long s*cking i ain't to see
unless you're talking lock busters you niggas you're not ..
you more diggy, me i'm more biggy no distant to the young one
i'm just rapping get bored quickly
just to make your for that line ..more with me
join the game let the..for these hores with me
run through their doors with me
hit the rist cut and for the night
leave a ..two dight wallets change a nigga life right
what up vanessa i love you one semester
thank to my professor i ball like uncle vester
thinking bout the ball i used to have above the dresser
have to shit i roll down i did it so now
i got new dolls
plus my money and new ball
funny how my all eyes is suddenly my new hoe
caught it every chicks and she model she swallow
so i only f*ck with hatrix
bitches what a few goals
bitches what a few goals

niggas keep me how i feel

not even slightly interested in what..
i got a great purpose that i hate the purpose
i'm a stack paper hustle than the relax later
certainly 'cause i'm brain change that's the way it's purpose
look how made em nervous
niggas is shaking i know they're faking
okay you were killing right
..jamaican and ..and me and beyonce
energy is chisrt behaving, amd lvoe
from saving so f*cking..now good niggas is waiting
i'm the dead b father you're the little brother
another words god damn it i'm a mother f*cker is call
it's only right i brought back the soul
i got way to electro
did the techno
half way have no more
way too ..call flow best show
..
learn something boy
cheap nigga if you look our..
matter of fact if you was..your hands up
call for you nigags go for your ass cup is call
yeah yeah yeah cold world
this nigga eve is a bitch
you told me to talk ..talking my shit

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one my ..overload i still won't let it show,
i still won't let it show
even if i'm broke i'm still won't let it show,
i still won't let it show
i still won't let it show

nigga walk in my life feel like i'm running through a real life
don't believe what the..right
mother f*ckers when they call me so they call me mike
i'm just chillin watching the fight
if your friends girls hold me some mice
table glass slipping all over the blunt
never been shocked i just ignored..
take a look at the..eyes
i relove but in hate the real bomb
so now my face gone had me my space and now i do..
serious look at my face look
how could a man crow how i ..look
'cause you walk with me even if i give my foot
did you think you could

one my ..overload i still won't let it show,
i still won't let it show
even if i'm broke i'm still won't let it show,
i still won't let it show
i still won't let it show

one my ..overload i still won't let it show,
i still won't let it show
even if i'm broke i'm still won't let it show,
i still won't let it show
i still won't let it show

i don't wanna feel like most rappers feel
when they get deal like young bigger than him
he still loco gotta keep it real 'cause the..loco
like i owe you no i hope you
watch them niggas close to you
but don't compare.. in his fools
i can act like knew you..

dropped out like i said i knew a fool
..now me and mama..
told her i won't lose
show her a jimmy chu
she probably sun..and probably..
aha oh what a feeling to be loved
oh what feeling to be loved
i wish i could fly like a dog

one my ..overload i still won't let it show,
i still won't let it show
even if i'm broke i'm still won't let it show,
i still won't let it show
i still won't let it show

one my ..overload i still won't let it show,
i still won't let it show
even if i'm broke i'm still won't let it show,
i still won't let it show
i still won't let it show

the people will never forget how you ..
because it happen scream for the hit
so i said to my girl and played to the world
my life changed ..on the beach hope they ain't ..
obama do is ..figure change oh nigga don't trip
oh shit when they have i survive and a nigga and still..

one my ..overload i still won't let it show,
i still won't let it show
even if i'm broke i'm still won't let it show,
i still won't let it show
i still won't let it show

one my ..overload i still won't let it show,
i still won't let it show
even if i'm broke i'm still won't let it show,
i still won't let it show
i still won't let it show

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today is the day i get out on my feet
remove them chains, they shackled on me
press my love, stop f-cking with them...
cause the same mother f-ckers are the ones that got me stuck
tryna... me up 'til my tank gon' eat
then leave me stranded, scrambling in these streets
for a dollar a day until my pockets is straight
soon as you move out the hood them niggas highly fake
make 'em swallow the base from the...
i rather be a dead man than a nigga
i rather roam chrome rims than the swisha
i gotta make moves, i can't hang with ya
they used to be the fly shit back in '95
but now i own a crib and a car i can drive
and ain't nobody out to... cause i'm grown
gotta leave them childish games alone
nigga i'm on

i'm 'bout to cop the porsche
eternally greatful for the support
made the cover of the source
flashback to the... the city of no remorse
where they shooting back and forth like they playing horse
may the force be with you
bullet hit you
you bleed and i bleed with you
mama please when you grieve damn i grieve with you
it's a preview i see you in the summer
my new shit dumber, i'm on

life at the bottom is devastating
you're hardly ever debated
the party is obligated
by suckers that wanna be you
and never live with the matrix
and never ever related to struggle and dedication
your hustle is nominated
anonymous then you faded
the promises that a victory left you surely awaited
they vomited everytime that a rapper's annihilated
just wish them happy belated
f-ck you i made it, i'm on

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(I need that) Cole World
(I need that) Southside
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
(I need that) Eastside, Westside, worldwide
Ride out

Now I ain’t got no kids yet, but this right here’s for practice
I hate to get the seats in the Benz wet, but that’s how good yo’ ass is
Make an old man get his glasses, make Wesley pay his taxes
Then follow yo’ moves all week on twitter, probably make a gay nigga reconsider
You now rockin’ with the best, mayne, dress game down to the sex game
Won’t brag, but the boy been blessed, mayne, let you play with the stick, Ovechkayne
She calling, she texting, she’s falling, but lemme explain
Gotta tell your old boyfriend skate, girl, ’cause a nigga don’t play them ex games
No! Straight sexing, no handcuff or arresting
And I ain’t comin’ off of my last name, ’cause I really can’t take no stressing
‘Bout where I done been, who I done hit, your home girl sayin’, “He a bad boy”
But I’m signed to the Roc, no time for the gossip, bitch, put down them tabloids

[Trey Songz:]
She said “I heard you got a main chick
A mistress and some hoes
You be up to no good
And everybody knows
My home girls tried to warn me
They tried to let me know
But what you got, I need a lot
So I can’t let you go”

[J. Cole:]
She said
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(I need that)
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(I need that)
“I can’t get enough of what you got
Good god, you hit the spot
Tried to let go but I just could not
So don’t you stop, I need that”

Hey, Globetrotter, Cole hotter, either way, out in London town
Hoes holla ’cause they love my sound, and I got love for the underground
Kweli, Pimp C, H-town where Bun get down
Met a bad bitch that’ll cut all night, that’ll suck all night, you just cut off lights
Almost missed my flight, tryna give my last girl a nut, all right?
She be down for whatever, whenever I wanna get up in the guts, all right?
Never fuss or fight, on the grind tryna find this lettuce
I love it when you give me head, I hate it when you give me headaches

[Trey Songz:]
She said “I heard you got a main chick
A mistress and some hoes
You be up to no good
And everybody knows
My home girls tried to warn me
They tried to let me know
But what you got, I need a lot
So I can’t let you go”

She said
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(I need that)
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(I need that)
“I can’t get enough of what you got
Good god, you hit the spot
Tried to let go but I just could not
So don’t you stop, I need that”

Hey, Cole World, baby, ain’t nothin’ sunny
I see ‘em hatin’, but it ain’t nuttin’ to me
I’m from the Ville, where they bang for the money
And carry fo’-fives like change for a twenty
So what I look like scarred?
Them niggas over there look like nerds
Never mind that, girl, let’s make a track
I’ll beat the pussy up, that’s the hook right thurr
That’s the hook, right there
There’s the hook, right there
Never mind that, girl, let’s make a track
I’ll beat the pussy up, that’s the hook right thurr

[Trey Songz:]
She said “I heard you got a main chick
A mistress and some hoes
You be up to no good
And everybody knows
My home girls tried to warn me
They tried to let me know
But what you got, I need a lot
So I can’t let you go”

She said
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(I need that)
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(I need that)
“I can’t get enough of what you got
Good god, you hit the spot
Tried to let go but I just could not
So don’t you stop, I need that

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(cole world out in the uk)
(aww yeah)

[tinie tempah]
you f-cking with the knights of the temple
mental, how am i successful?
niggas chose the pen, while i picked up the pencil
grew up listening to so solid and essentials
always round p’s like some lentils
bitch i do you like a weight lifter and hold everything against you
everything happens like it was meant too
i aint tryna sound like a promoter
bitch i’m tryna sound like yoda when i say tonight is gonna be eventful
black brer, black hat, black sack, black hat, black j’s
uh, black ring, black snap back, matt black ring, black audemar piguet
uh, black girl, black diamonds, everything black fam, blacker than blade
uh, lean’t back, bringing back to back, screaming rest in peace, say mate!
heart goes out to her family my cabinet’s looking fancy
with brit’s and ivor novello’s, i left a space for a grammy
if it aint adele out in london, i’m with pharrell in miami
and f-ck around and i go opposite of mahatma gandhi, my nigga uh

[chorus]
you aint got enough bottles in your bucket
bitch you ballin’ on a whole different budget
like it or love it
gotta go to drive through to get them nuggets
they gone lose it if they see us out in public
like it or love it
true a girl thats badder than latoya letoya luckett
and i told her we aint f-cking til she suck it
like it or love it
(aww yeah)
like it or love it

[wretch 32 - verse 2]
i’m saying like it or love
i weren’t designed for a budget
i got emails for new money
i can cry you a hundred
wipe my eyes with a twenty
wipe my ass with a fifty
but i get the same attention when i drive through the city
people sayin’ they worry that i’m gettin’ too flash
you know how hard it was to get on jools fam?
they wanted me to flop so urban never comes back
when under pressure can you handle all that
so the same amount of ice thats in my rings in my drink
i be filling up my boat, still i pray i never sink
this the realest shit i wrote
lately i’ve been on a binge
rocking diamonds in a club can make you feel like a king
aww yeah!
ladies surrounding my table
they see my ralph and they thinking that i’m stable
wan’ see my house but i take ‘em to the same walls
check in, check out, do you think i’m playing fool?

[chorus]

[j. cole]
impossible, impossible
how many nigga don’ jock the flow
young boy from fayettenam, how you gon’ tell me not to go?
the south of france we out in cannes and i aint never been on no yacht before
i took the bitch, she went with me, we literally just rocked the boat
nigga, lock the vault, sewn up, young simba, grown up
told y’all i was growing up, now i’m on ya’ll i’ma load up
you was hatin’ me, cops waiting patiently for me to fall gracefully
know a couple yall couldn’t wait to see
you bitch niggas better own up
phenomenal, tired of acting like y’all don’t know
hoes fallin’ like domino
she aint f-cking she gotta go
am i wrong cause i got some dough and copped a couple finer things
g-shock to rolex, my, how the times have changed!
life’s better now, might spend a thou’ for a bright sweater
tell ‘em that my price went up now
had the right set up, aint no way i might let up now
do you know how ill it feel to make a dyke get aroused
nigga

[chorus]

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[Omen - Verse 1:]
Tryna follow my intuition as I’m on this million dollar mission
Mama told me I was special, thank God I listened
My environment never let me be a pretender
Similar interest with them dope boys but I was different
The hoop dreaming only child ? hyde park ?
Pimp slayers, gang wars, living in a lonely town
Who can I relate to?
Feeling like the Golden child, Chi city culture
Full of Pain, full of soul sinkers
Dead bodies in our rivers but their souls link up
A young black man living with unrealistic dreams
But luckily I’ve seen some unrealist things
A child from the city took the good route
Always fit in and always stood out, complex
Layered, rather show you than say it
Though I know my greatness is always understated
Mama working 12 hours days on her feet
Coming home cooking dinner, made her son wanna weep
My step father working while I’m zoning the beast
Meanwhile my biological was roaming the streets
Tryna be an entertainer, but my heart held love no anger
He yelled, yeah, tryna be a singer
I guess this just the life I was made for

[Hook]
Mama told me I was special
Mama told me I was special
Mama told me I was special
Gotta love her for that (yeah)

Mama told me I was special
Mama told me I was special
Mama told me I was special
Gotta love her for that (yeah)

[J. Cole - Verse 2:]
Yeah, truly yours, J. Cole
My mama coulda been a movie star
Ya know like Judy Garland
I went to St Johns I coulda went to Julia
Cause my beautiful mom mixed with my musical bond
Deep as a funeral line, dawg, I get it from my mama
I used to be embarrassed getting picked up in that Honda
Thought my niggas might play me if they found out that my mama was a white lady
So like gravy had to cover that
Plus my older brother black but he look white
In an all black school, picture what that look like
No wonder he was under-acheiving not believin’ in himself
Coming home just be keeping to himself
Looking back through the silence, he was screaming out for help
Maybe this verse can find the words to get the demons out himself
So yeah, I’m exercising
Right now my record climbing, I’m sort of a stair master
Niggas got there faster, I took the long route, I never been a scared rapper
Boy this aint fear factor, they tell me can you hear the ?
SPilling out these ? made the world clear a path
Bet I’ll be on top from now till ?
Im special, mama told me I was special
mama told me I was special
Know I love her for that

Thats right I’m special
Mama told me I was special
Mama told me I was special
Know I love her for that
Know I love her for that

[Omen - Verse 3:]
Tell me, whats the marketing plan for realness
What’s the demographic target audience for brilliance
Whats the first week numbers for my inspiration
Who can A&R this passion and this dedication
Name: Omen. This aint a verse, this a revelation
We need some more Sanaa Lathan’s in our population
I’m meetin’ women I would never date
The kind that say they want a marriage but they really want a wedding day
I’m seeing groupies tryna act like they don’t notice me
But the writings on the wall call it hoe-itry
My calls but thats not what my focus be
Music’s forever my lady unlike Jodeci
See when a leaders speaking you should simply follow suit
I stay in the zone like it’s ?, let me show you how to shoot
You know aim for the gold, these are just the chronicles
There calling me the honorable, though I am not no muslim
I’m feeling bro like ?, tricky like a good sin
I’m somethin you’ve mistooken, mistake them for fakeness
Haters don’t know what you facing
Oh goodness, oh gracious
They looking at greatness

I was special, mama told me I was special
mama told me I was special
Gotta love her for that (yeah)
mama told me I was special
mama told me I was special
mama told me I was special
Gotta love her for that (yeah)

Gotta love her for that (yeah)
Gotta love her for that (yeah)
Gotta love her for that
Gotta love her for that (yeah)
Gotta love her for that (yeah)
Mama told me I was special

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