G.O.M.D. - J. Cole
Hollywood Cole
Go
Ay Hollywood
Hollywood Cole
Go
You wanna know just where I'm 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 can't come back
Ay let me tell you 'bout it
Man f_ck them n_gga 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
N_ggas like "man that's what everybody say"
Go and pop the trunk and everybody dead
Everybody scared of the n_gga
Aware that the n_gga is better
All my b_tches the pick of the litter
Never bitter
N_ggas is faker than anime
Me I never hate, get cake like Anna Mae, woah
Eat the cake b_tch, eat the damn cake
F_ck good n_gga we demand great
Order Domino's and she take off all her clothes
N_gga you know how it goes, make the pizza man wait
The best kept secret
Even hoes try and keep it and I leak the damn tape
Rest in peace any n_gga want beef
Even secret service couldn't keep the man safe
[Pre-Hook:]
I said to the window, to the wall
My n_gga ride when I call
Got b_tches all in my mind
F_ck n_gga 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 ain't you and you ain't me
[Hook:]
Get off my d_ck, woah
(Get the f_ck off my d_ck)
Get off my d_ck, woah
(Get the f_ck off my d_ck n_gga)
Get off my d_ck, b_tch, woah
(Get the f_ck off my d_ck)
Get off my d_ck, b_tch, woah
Man f_ck them n_ggas I come home and I don't tell nobody
They gettin' temporary dough and I don't tell nobody
Lord will you tell me if I changed, I won't tell nobody
I wanna go back to Jermaine, and I won't tell nobody
This is the part that the thugs skip
Young n_gga never had love
You know, foot massage, back rub sh_t
Blowing bubbles in the bathtub sh_t
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 somebedy and you learn a lot about 'em
When we long for you, start to doubt 'em
Tell yourself you better off without 'em
Then in time you will find can't walk without 'em
Can't talk without 'em, can't breath without 'em
Came here together, you can't leave without 'em
So you walk back in, make a scene about 'em
On your Amerie it's just 1 thing about 'em
It's called love
N_ggas don't sing about it no more
Don't nobody sing about it no more
No more, no more
It's called love
N_ggas don't sing about it no more
Don't nobody sing about it no more
(N_gga I don't sing about this sh_t no more)
But there a n_gga in the club singing
[Pre-Hook]
Get off my d_ck
But every n_gga in the club singing
Singing this song yeah
Got all the b_tches 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
Singing this song yeah
Song yeah, song song yeah
(The make up)
This sh_t is retarded
Why every rich black n_gga gotta be famous
Why every broke black n_gga gotta be brainless
That's a stereotype
Driven by some people up in Ariel Heights
Here's a scenario
Young Cole pockets is fat like little Terrio
Dreamville, give us a year we'll be on every show
Yeah f_ck n_gga I'm very sure
F_ck the rest I'm the best n_gga out
When I'm back home I'm the best in the South
When I'm in LA I'm the best in the West
You can test, you can test, I'mma stretch n_ggas out
Oooh I'mma stretch n_ggas out
That go for all y'all if I left n_ggas out
This sh_t for everbody on my testicle
Please make sure you put the rest in your mouth, ho
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