作曲 : J. Cole [Intro] Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, and on the count of three, baby girl Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, and on the count of three, baby girl Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, hey And on the count of three, Blow up, Blow up
[Verse] Yeah, and that I will, nigga, that I will I keep a checklist of rappers that I'mma kill I used to play the bleachers before I had a deal Now a nigga gettin burnt, just imagine how that feel Hmm, ill, fantastic Flip rhymes, flip beats, nigga, "Jam"nastics Your style hot now, but they just can't last with Something like the rap sand-castle Gone with the tide, I'm here for the seasons Bend yo' ass over bitch I'm here for a reason Cold breezin', flow freezin' This ain't spittin' ho, I'm sneezin' Used to hit South Beach, stay at the Parisian No fun nigga, low funds was the reason Old school bed that the hoes got pleased in Now them Lowes doors, is what I throw keys in Man, talk about a come up Niggas see me in the street they talk about 'The Come Up' Or talk about 'The Warm Up' Or "Nigga, when your album drop?" And why these lil' rappers like to run their mouth alot? And J. Cole, are you really from the south or not? I see your jeans, man them thangs, must have cost a lot Aye do you get a chance to hang out with the boss a lot? Even them hating niggas like you at the barbershop Cole.. Yeah, that's my muh****ing name Nigga couldn't even watch the All Star game Had to do the whole Valentines Day thang Gotta play the game, so my lady won't complain Three or four days, I be back on a plane Do a couple shows, where the people know my name Look man, the crowd full of pretty young dames If you gonna do dirt, then you can't leave a stain, man! Tiger Woods y'all He like them white girls, I like them hoods y'all She got her head straight, she got a good job She give the best brain, she got them good jaw I got that good game, that's cause I'm good, y'all And J. Cole the lil' engine that could, y'all And yeah I'm coming for the top, like I should, y'all And bitch I never fall off, knock on wood, y'all Cole
作曲 : J. Cole [Intro] Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, and on the count of three, baby girl Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, and on the count of three, baby girl Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, hey And on the count of three, Blow up, Blow up
[Verse] Yeah, and that I will, nigga, that I will I keep a checklist of rappers that I'mma kill I used to play the bleachers before I had a deal Now a nigga gettin burnt, just imagine how that feel Hmm, ill, fantastic Flip rhymes, flip beats, nigga, "Jam"nastics Your style hot now, but they just can't last with Something like the rap sand-castle Gone with the tide, I'm here for the seasons Bend yo' ass over bitch I'm here for a reason Cold breezin', flow freezin' This ain't spittin' ho, I'm sneezin' Used to hit South Beach, stay at the Parisian No fun nigga, low funds was the reason Old school bed that the hoes got pleased in Now them Lowes doors, is what I throw keys in Man, talk about a come up Niggas see me in the street they talk about 'The Come Up' Or talk about 'The Warm Up' Or "Nigga, when your album drop?" And why these lil' rappers like to run their mouth alot? And J. Cole, are you really from the south or not? I see your jeans, man them thangs, must have cost a lot Aye do you get a chance to hang out with the boss a lot? Even them hating niggas like you at the barbershop Cole.. Yeah, that's my muh****ing name Nigga couldn't even watch the All Star game Had to do the whole Valentines Day thang Gotta play the game, so my lady won't complain Three or four days, I be back on a plane Do a couple shows, where the people know my name Look man, the crowd full of pretty young dames If you gonna do dirt, then you can't leave a stain, man! Tiger Woods y'all He like them white girls, I like them hoods y'all She got her head straight, she got a good job She give the best brain, she got them good jaw I got that good game, that's cause I'm good, y'all And J. Cole the lil' engine that could, y'all And yeah I'm coming for the top, like I should, y'all And bitch I never fall off, knock on wood, y'all Cole