- Intermission (includes "Lights Please," "In the Morning" and "Nobody's Perfect") (Live) 歌詞 J. Cole
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- J. Cole Intermission (includes "Lights Please," "In the Morning" and "Nobody's Perfect") (Live) 歌詞
- J. Cole
- I need to know, how many people out here tonight
Fayetteville, have been f*ckin with me from day 1 I need to know
Im talkin bout when a n*gga was passin his mixtape out the f*ckin mall and sh*t
He like, 'you passed me one, n*gga'
Ima do this sh*t ion care if theres only like 5 or 6 people in here that know this sh*t I dont give a f*ck
Ima do this song for anybody out here tonight
That got this sh*t that I dropped called The Warm Up
You know what I mean you gon f*ck with this sh*t
Or even if you got this sh*t that I dropped called Friday Night Lights, you gon f*ck with this sh*t
Now listen, I know a lot of people here, been f*ckin with me for a long time
But a lot of yall, you know this might be the first album you f*ck with
Or the first show you ever came to so I gotta set the scene for yall, I gotta let yall know somethin
This sh*t been a long journey it was not always like this
It was not this many people
Im bout to take yall to a time
Way before we had these f*ckin fancy a*s f*ckin LED lights and sh*t
I dont even know what the f*ck LED lights mean, but Im payin for them b*tches
Way before we had this f*ckin cool a*s stage and sh*t, we aint had to sh*t like this
And definitely way before we had this stupid f*ckin ridiculous
Expensive, blue for no f*ckin reason video wall behind me
We aint have no sh*t like this man
The only thing wehad-
The only thing we had was classic sh*t like this
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Sing!
I had this little bad thing, somethin like them tens
She gave a n*gga mad brain, somethin like The Wiz
But, you see, the sad thing f*ckin with her is
Is the chick aint even have brains, dummy like a b*tch
So I tried to show her about the world
And about just who we really are
And where weve come and how we still have to go really far
Like, 'Baby, look at how we live broke on Bragg boulevard'
But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra
Then all I really want is for her to go down low
Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow
And all that deep sh*t I was previously down fo
Replaced by freak sh*t I am currently down fo
You see I peeped it, pus*y is power
That proud feelin we get knowin that pus*y is ours
And how it feels to feel that feelin
You feelin when you be drillin that sh*t
Got her sayin you be killin that sh*t
And all the pain the world cause, she be healin that sh*t
And naw, that aint your girl, dog
But you be feelin that chick
And you just wanna tell her everything she might need
But in the meantime its lights, please
Lights please, lights please
Sing!
Turn off the lights
For now, everything just seems so right
And how you make the darkness seem so bright
Im feeling like things gon be alright
Lights please, lights please, turn off the lights
For now, everything just seems so right
And how you make the darkness seem so bright
Im feeling like things gon be alright
Ah sh*t
2,6 sing
Hey can I hit it in the mornin?
Can I hit it in the mornin?
Can I hit it in the mornin?
The sun risin while you moanin
Huh, up top!
Baby, you summertime fine
I let you get on top, I be the underline, Im
Tryna get beside you like the number nine, dime
You fine as hell
I guess I met you for a reason, only time can tell
But well, Im wonderin what type of sh*t you wantin
Do you like the finer things or you a simple woman?
Ay would you drink with a n*gga? Do you smoke weed?
Dont be ashamed, it aint no thing, I used to blow trees
Gettin lifted, I quit but sh*t, I might get high with you
Its only fittin cause Im lookin super fly with you
A flower, you are powerful, you do somethin to me
Cause girl, I caught the **** like you threw somethin to me
So I threw em back, now all my n*ggas hollerin, “Who was that?”
“Oh boy, she bad n*gga, what you bout to do with that?”
Im finna take you home, just sip a little Patron
Now we zonin, baby you so fine
And can I hit it in the mornin?
Sing
Can I hit it in the mornin?
And can I hit it in the mornin?
The Sun risin while you moanin
And can I hit it in the mornin?
Can I hit it in the mornin?
And can I hit it in the mornin?
The Sun risin while you moanin, moanin, moan..
Hey!
Cole world
Fayettenam sing this sh*t!
Yeah, this is for all the fans..
That waited, the b*tch n*ggas 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- Hands up!
****yzin the world, fantasizin bout girls
Im handin diamonds and pearls, and vandalizin her curls
Sweatin her weave out, moans as she breathes out
F*ck Im doin in parties with Hova and Steve Stoute
I step over piranha, death over dishonor
They killin n*ggas for Js, thats death over designer
Hey, Cole heatin up like that left-over lasagna
Remember when I used to be stressed over Dwana
Now a n*gga only text and get stressed over Rihannas
Im talkin tens and better, hood b*tches in Timbs and sweaters
And we always argue bout the same thing
And tell me, why we gotta argue about the same thing, same thing
Sing!
Nobodys perfect, sing!
Nobodys perfect, ay ay , uh
Say what?
Hey, but youre perfect for me
Nobodys perfect, uh (Ay, ay, ay)
Nobodys perfect, ay
Hey, right side, hands up
Hey, but youre 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
Yeah, baby, I love to call your name, name, name, eh
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