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- J. Cole G.O.M.D. (Live) 歌词
- J. Cole
- Hollywood Cole go
Ay Hollywood ay Hollywood Cole go
You wanna know just where I'm at
Well let me tell you 'bout it
I put my city on the map
But let me tell you 'bout it
They tryna say I can't come back
Ay let me tell you 'bout it
Man f**k them niggas I come back
Ay let me tell you 'bout it
I wanna tell you 'bout it
Hands up everybody run
Cole outside and he say he got a gun
Niggas like "Man that's what everybody said"
Go and pop the trunk and everybody dead
Everybody scared of the nigga
Aware that the nigga is better
All my bitches the pick of the litter never bitter
Niggas is faker than anime
Me I never hate get cake like Anna Mae woah
Eat the cake bitch eat the damn cake
F**k good nigga we demand great
Order Domino's and she take off all her clothes
Nigga you know how it goes
Make the pizza man wait
The best kept secret
Even Hov tried to keep it and I leaked the damn tape
Rest in peace any nigga want beef
Secret service couldn't keep the man safe
I said to the window to the wall
My nigga ride when I call
Got bitches all in my mind
F**k nigga blocking my shine
I know the reason you feel the way
I know just who you wan' be
So everyday I thank the man upstairs
That I ain't you and you ain't me
Get off my dick woah
Get off my dick woah
Get off my dick bitch woah
Get off my dick woah
Man f**k them niggas I come home
And I don't tell nobody
They gettin' temporary dough
And I don't tell nobody
Lord will you tell me if I changed
I won't tell nobody
I wanna go back to Jermaine
And I won't tell nobody
This is the part that the thugs skip
Young nigga never had love
You know foot massage back rub shit
Blowing bubbles in the bathtub shit
That is until I met you
Together we done watch years go by
Seen a river of your tears go by
Got me thinkin' bout some kids still I
Tell them hoes come through
The break up
Get to know somebody
And you really learn a lot about 'em
Won't be long before you start to doubt 'em
Tell yourself you better off without 'em
Then in time you will find can't walk without 'em
Can't talk without 'em can't breathe without 'em
Came here together you can't leave without 'em
So you walk back in make a scene about 'em
On your Amerie it's just 1 thing about 'em
It's called love niggas don't sing about it no more
Don't nobody sing about it no more
Nigga's too busy telling us to get money
It's called love niggas don't sing about it no more
Don't nobody sing about it no more
But every nigga in the club singing
To the window to the wall
My nigga ride when I call
Got bitches all in my mind
F**k nigga blocking my shine
I know the reason you feel the way
I know just who you wan' be
So everyday I thank the man upstairs
That I ain't you and you ain't me
Get off my dick
But every nigga in the club singing
Singing this song yeah
Got all the bitches in the club singing
Singing this song yeah
And all they mamas let their kids sing it
Sing this song yeah
The baby mamas and the mistresses
1 2 1 2 3 go
Why every rich black nigga gotta be famous
Why every broke black nigga gotta be brainless
Uh that's a stereotype
Driven by some people up in Ariel Heights
Here's a scenario
Young Cole pockets is fat like Lil Terrio
Dreamville give us a year we'll be on every show
Yeah f**k nigga I'm very sure heh
F**k the rest I'm the best nigga out
When I'm back home I'm the best in the South
When I'm in LA I'm the best in the West
You contest You can test I'mma stretch niggas out
I'mma stretch niggas out
That go for all y'all if I left niggas out
This shit for everbody on my testicles
Please make sure you put the rest in your mouth
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