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- J. Cole G.O.M.D. (Live) 歌詞
- J. Cole
- Hollywood Cole go
Ay Hollywood ay Hollywood Cole go
You wanna know just where Im 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 cant 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 thats 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 Dominos 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 couldnt 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 aint you and you aint 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 dont tell nobody
They gettin' temporary dough
And I dont tell nobody
Lord will you tell me if I changed
I wont tell nobody
I wanna go back to Jermaine
And I wont 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
Wont be long before you start to doubt em
Tell yourself you better off without em
Then in time you will find cant walk without em
Cant talk without em cant breathe without em
Came here together you cant leave without em
So you walk back in make a scene about em
On your Amerie its just 1 thing about em
Its called love niggas dont sing about it no more
Dont nobody sing about it no more
Niggas too busy telling us to get money
Its called love niggas dont sing about it no more
Dont 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 aint you and you aintme
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 thats a stereotype
Driven by some people up in Ariel Heights
Heres a scenario
Young Cole pockets is fat like Lil Terrio
Dreamville give us a year well be on every show
Yeah f**k nigga Im very sure heh
F**k the rest Im the best nigga out
When Im back home Im the best in the South
When Im in LA Im the best in the West
You contest You can test Imma stretch niggas out
Imma stretch niggas out
That go for all yall 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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