J. Cole

[fox69]

"Who Dat?"

"Who Dat?"


Who dat who dat, the nigga you been waitin 4.
I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago.
Rappers is bull shittin. Fuck it,
I ain't hatin though
Cuz Now a nigga hot enough to
fuck with one of satin's hoes.
& She cant tell the difference.
I been through hell conditions.
Wishin for air conditions
feelin God was never listenin.
Now I'm on television
And did I fail to mention?
Your bitch is tired of missionary,
boy you failed the mission.
Speakin of positions? Just witness
how I elevated. Real niggas celebrate it, finger-fuck
whoever hate it. My life accelerated,
but had to wait my turn. But then I redecorated,
that means my tables turn. Live life, might as well,
only way to learn. Is try and fail clientele
the only way to earn. So if you're sellin crack..
or if you're sellin rap. Make sure it's mean
so them fiends keep on trailin back.

[Chorus]
Who dat who dat bitch I got the flame [x3]
So don't worry bout no muthafuckin name

The Mind state of a winner.
When you thinkin bout summertime
i'm thinkin bout the winter.
When you thinkin bout breakfast,
I'm heatin up my dinner. I was plottin this
moment back when yall was ridin spinners.
Now I'm a menace. God as my witness, with this pen I'm insane, yup.
Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet.
Cloud told me "ain't you roc? well? where the fuck yo chain at?"
Guess it's somethin like your girl, nigga it aint came yet.
The man make the chain chain dont make the man
how many niggas do we know with hella ice but yet they lame
the cloth from which we came me and them is not the same
Like we all headed to spain, they took the boat I took the plane.Dang
That boy sick.Now Hoes on his joystick. Heatin up like may weather dog
I'm on that floyyd shyt.
Boy stick, to ya day job.
Said you was hot but they lied.
Is that ya girl? Well I just g'd her/jeter no a rod.

[Chorus]

[Andre 3000]
Now who else wanna fuck with hollywood cole?!

The lil engine that could
this lil nigga is good
rappers claiming they sick I heal niggas for good
a couple of yall aint took a field trip to the hood
ay me I'm fresh prince I'm will smith to the hood Baby!
aint sayin names but we not the same
all that money and the fame dont change the fact that u lame
might wanna grab you a chain wanna tip up your hat
might wanna purchase some game homie your shit is so wack!!!
i got my finger on the trigger tell that nigga hold datt
boy I'm picture perfect baby you can check the Kodak
hey so anything you can do I can do better
and you chick you can screw I can get wetter
im young black get to live my life on the run!
bet ya bottom dollar before I'm done
they I'm the oneeeeeee
yeah nigga I'm the onee HA!!

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Wildfire"

"Wildfire"


What's up
Real nigga doin real stuff
Get a lot of money
You can never get enough
And you know the new shit sounds so tough
So-and-so just walked in, so what
I don't really vibe with a lot of these niggas
I ain't really into givin more than one chance girl
I already tried with a lot of these niggas
Fuck that
That team don't know real, what's that
That can't be from here
That can't be what they believe in
Is the best shit of the year
That's that fake shit, that's that fake shit
That's that top row of veneer
Just when they gettin impatient
Is when I make a world premiere
Ah damn, word, award show's comin
Make sure you spell the shit right
Make sure they give me all the credit I deserve
Make sure the good stuff's still in that Sprite
They watch us, make this shit into a song
You ain't livin that boy
Stop stealin that life
Anything that happened when I do yah
I guess it all depends how I'm feelin that night
Okay, livin my life in hotels
Bitch better have my room right
If they kill me, bury me a legend
Bitch better have my tomb right
This is perfect for the women that I've loved before
I love em all
I just love you more

[Chorus:]
I could bet all of the riches that I ever had
Rush in the night like a shock wave wouldn't be bad
If I had to ? cause of ? that run up my back
You must ?, nothing else can lead me off track

Hey, Yeah
You're like a wildfire
Got me risin high
Your innocence ?
Drowin in, would you save me
It's a crime if you don't
? by the throat

I could bet all the riches that I ever had
Rush into the night like a shockwave wouldn't be bad

Hey, Yeah
You're like a wildfire
Got me risin high
Your innocence ?
Drowin in, would you save me
It's a crime if you don't
? by the throat

[repeat chorus until end...]

 

[fox69]

"Work Out"

"Work Out"


I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me

Hey, we got a good thing
Don't know if I'm a see you again
But is that a good thing?
Cause girl I can't be your man, no ma'am
I know what's on your brain
You're probably hopin' never would end
Like is it the real thing
Or is it just a one night stand

Let me see you get high and go low
Now girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor
I'm here for one night, how far will you go?
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me

High and go low
Now girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor
I'm here for one night, how far will you go?
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me

[Verse 1:]
She like them boys with the big ol' chains
Ride around town in the big ol' Range
I knew her when I rock big ol' chains
Now the little nigga doing big ol' things
Would you look at that, I came back for it
Just to give it to ya, like you asked for it
Man that thing in them jeans too fat for it
It rebounds so I caught off the backboard
I told her, baby girl come here
Know I run the town even when I ain't from there
And I brag hardly but just to show up at this party I made
What your nigga make in one year, that's unfair but
So is life, take a chance roll a dice
Money can't buy you love cause it's over priced
Don't overthink just hope it's right
I'm only here for the night

Hey, we got a good thing
Don't know if I'm a see you again, see you again
But is that a good thing?
Cause girl I can't be your man, no ma'am
I know what's on your brain
You probably hope it never would end
Like is it the real thing
Or is it just a one night stand
Well then

Let me see you get high and go low
Now girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor
I'm here for one night, how far will you go?
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me
High and go low
Now girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor
I'm here for one night, how far will you go?
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me

[Verse 2:]
Carolina blue kicks, fresh on the scene
Hottest nigga on the block, damn girl you mean
They be starting shit, but it's your world
On my Martin shit, you go girl
She bad and she know it, some niggas save Hoes
I'm not that heroic
Could you be my escort
Cause just like them two door Fords
Damn, they don't make 'em like you no more
Cole World, real Cole World
Them boys cool, me I'm on fire
Know what's on my mind, tryna see what's on yours tonight
Tonight, tonight
Move slow, cause you wanna live fast
Up late so you'll probably skip class
Life is a test so before the night pass get right
Get right

Hey, we got a good thing
Don't know if I'm a see you again, see you again
But is that a good thing?
Cause girl I can't be your man, no ma'am
I know what's on your brain
You probably hope it never would end
Like is it the real thing or is just a one night stand
Well then

(Cole World)

Straight up, now tell me do you really wanna love me forever
Oh, oh, oh
Or is it just a hit and run

(Well, hey)

Straight up I tell ya I just really wanna cut when we together
Oh, oh, oh
Come here girl, let's get it on

(Work out for me, work out for me)

Straight up now tell me do you really wanna love me forever?
Oh, oh, oh
Or is it just a hit and run

Well, Straight up I tell ya I just really wanna cut when were together
Oh, oh, oh
Come here girl let's get it on

(Work out for me, work out for me)

 

[fox69]

"World Is Empty"

"World Is Empty"


[Verse 1:]
Yea, like I said man, you niggas need to be out there and smoking something man
You know what I'm saying?
Yea, it's Cole, won't lie, won't stop to the race is won
Niggas who be rapping how real they are, usually turn out to be the fakest ones
Carolina where I made it from
Cold world no blanket son
Girls fast how Jamaican run
Puffin on the city where the Lakers from, L-A, L-A, la la
So high everything is a ha ha from me
Dreamin of the days of a Drop 500 and a bad bitch that will go to Popeyes for me
You can never tell me that I'm not hungry, if you ever felt what's inside my tummy
My mom wanting out, is my time running out?
Is the Lord up top with a stop watch for me?
Hope not... hope not... hope nothope not
(My world is empty without you babe, my world is empty without you)
I'm just trynna make it my nigga

[Verse 2:]
Yea yea
A wise nigga told me don't chase that cash
Follow your heart you'll make that fast
Does a stripper love to shake that ass or does she wise to erase that past?
Got a nigga in her face just gassed like, baby girl why you take this path?
Stack in his hand trynna make that last, all she thinking bout is how to take his last
Rub tities in his face and laugh, gotta try not to look fake in fact
Alittle more money like a few more 20s and you let that nigga grab your naked ass?
Okay hes gone now
Roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear,
This ain't the life for you baby let me take you out of here cause.
(My world is empty without you babe, my world is empty without you)
She like, Nigga yea right, do you know how much mutha fucking money I'm making?

[Verse 3:]
Yea my nigga sit back blow in the air
Only getting high cause we close to the hell
Nigga trynna like like Hova oh-well, we broke and that doe coming slow as a snail
Hustle hard til there no inhale
Hit the block like a postman with mail
My brother got knocked now the hold him in cells
My mom broke but she posted the bail
Someway, some how niggas feelin like the sun down even when the sun up!
Hear the sound out the window of the gun bust
And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked
But, this how niggas was brung up
A mother just trynna raise her sun up
Til a stray bullet got his lungs struck
And the Governor could'ntgive one fuck
While she sangin
(My world is empty without you babe, my world is empty without you)
Damn, told you niggas cold world no blanket
Tough Luck, yea

 

[fox69]

"You Got It"
(feat. Wale)

"You Got It"
(feat. Wale)



[J. Cole - Chorus]
Hey, one time
Hey, one time
One time
Throw your hands to the sky tonight
'cause I think I see the baddest little thing in the world right now
But I gotta make sure I'm right
And girl you damn right, if your head right
I'll be there every night
I just might change your life
'cause baby...

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

[J. Cole - Verse 1]
Hey Cole World, real cold world
I watch it hit the floor and watch it drop it real low girl
Last time I seen you, you was a little 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 stressin' you, wasn't fucking you right
Well one man's trash is another man's treasure
One man's pain is another man's pleasure
One damn thing you can't change is the weather
But even if it rain, we get rained on together
It's whatever, you shine, I shine,
I know you got a 9-5 I'll be your 5-9!

[J. Cole - Chorus]

[J. Cole - Verse 2]
Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror
I'm picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer
High heel wearer, hell of a body
First one to spot you and I ain't telling nobody
Nope, I'm peaking at your ass, winking at your ass
If I don't beg I'll be thinking bout your ass
For the whole week no time for cold feet
She too bad to pass, so fine I don't speak
I tell her my name Jermaine, I'm tryna be lowkey
She tell me I go that 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 niggas roll up and try and get you
The ones that say they riders but never do ride with you
I'm tryna vibe with you so wont you throw me your phone number
And let them lames get you old number

[J. Cole - Chorus]

[Wale]
Roc Nation, Wale
Look, Cole World, still a cold world
And a couple you is cool but we a little more thorough
Whole town, a little more girls
You know I spit that sick shit and there's still no cure
Hold up, loud 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 ain't superstitious I make all these broads flip my pole
You dig it, this shit ain't for beginners
I'm something like a fetus, I'm not quite kidding
And theres something you ain't 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 motherfuckers is Boomhower
No check back, in debt yep
Loud in my J, I smoking Gallaudet
Higher than I need to be
Flyer 'cause I need to be
Love our conversation but it'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 don't understand why these niggas so vexed
I don't need no chains with no cross to know that I'm blessed

[Chorus]