you got it

J. Cole

Hey, one time
Hey, one time
One time
Throw your hands to the sky tonight
Cause I think I see the baddest lil thing in the World right now
But I gotta make sure Iââ?¬â?¢m right
And girl you damn right, if your head right
Iââ?¬â?¢ll be there every night
I just might change your life
Cause babyââ?¬¦

You got it (you got it)
You got it (you got it)
You got it (you got it)
You got it (you got it)

Hey Cole World, real cold World
I watch it hit the floor and watch it drop it real low girl
Last time I seen ya, you was a lil old girl
I had a crush now we grown and we still so thorough
Clap for her, work it till you exhausted
I swear nothing worse than a bad bitch that lost it
Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass
God damn your ex man is a dumb ass
When you was leaving, did he put up a fight?
Was he stressinââ?¬â?¢ you, wasnââ?¬â?¢t f-cking you right
Well one manââ?¬â?¢s trash is another manââ?¬â?¢s treasure
One manââ?¬â?¢s pain is another manââ?¬â?¢s pleasure
One damn thing you canââ?¬â?¢t change is the weather
But even if it rain, we get rained on together
Itââ?¬â?¢s whatever, you shine, I shine,
I know you got a 9-5 Iââ?¬â?¢ll be your 5-9!

Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror
Iââ?¬â?¢m picking through the cloud tryna see a little clearer
High heel wearer, hell of a body
First one to spot ya and I aint telling nobody
Nope, Iââ?¬â?¢m peaking at your ass, winking at your ass
If I dont beg Iââ?¬â?¢ll be thinking bout your ass
For the whole week no time for cold feet
She too bad to pass, so fine I dont speak
I tell her my name Jermaine, Iââ?¬â?¢m tryna be lowkey
She tell me I go tthat flame, your rhymes are so deep
Man, girl thank you, shit you so bad know your daddy wish he could still spank you
Hold up for these other n-ggas roll up and try and get ya
The ones that say they riders but never do ride with ya
Iââ?¬â?¢m tryna vibe with ya so wont you throw me your phone number
And let them lames get ya old number

Roc Nation, Wale

Look, Cole World, still a cold world
And a couple ya is cool but we a little more thorough
Whole town, a little more girls
You know I spit that sick shit and thereââ?¬â?¢s still no cure
Hold up, low packs like I got cancer
Choking on them white boys make a black panther
Love my women with high heels and high standards
And only cheat on my broad if I run out of answers
I got that vicious flow, Moncler winter coat
I aint superstitious I make all these broads flip my pole
You dig it, this shit aint for beginners
Iââ?¬â?¢m something like a fetus, im not quite kiddââ?¬â?¢n
And theres something you aint seeing like I block your vision
Like my Remy with no juice, you a lot like Bishop
Hundred k in 22 hours
See money talks, you muthaf-ckers is Boomhower
No check back, in debt yep
Loud in my J, I smoking (?)
Higher than I need to be
Flyer cause I need to be
Love our conversation but itââ?¬â?¢s late right now, I need a beat
One time for the Ville that Cole rep
Another time for the city of slow death
I dont understand why these n-ggas so vexed
I dont need no chains with no cross to know that Iââ?¬â?¢m blessed