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whoever hate it
My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn
Then I redecorated, that mean my tables turned
Life live, might as well, only way to learn
whoever hate it
My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn
Then I redecorated, that mean my tables turned
Life live, might as well, only way to learn
I'm Mrs. Nat King Cole
And what a joy it's been
To be asked by Brian McKnight
To remember some of the christmas' with my husband
We were married
that I never really drive sober
Cole World but I'm hot as shit, do that mean that I'm bipolar?
Young, black and gifted, I rap like it's Christmas Eve
me to Drake
Could have been J Cole if I met J-Hov

(Who dat? ASAP) But I'm fly like I never left
You's a lie, like fly without the letter F
If hip
than what I'm worth
I think she knew it probably
Well this is awkward
Want to know what else is really awkward
When niggas buy rings for bitches I had
[Chorus: Keyshia Cole]
See, ever since the day I got the chance to make a change
I've been in this game, it's a new day
And I'm making it known
I'm Mrs. Nat King Cole
And what a joy it's been
To be asked by Brian McKnight
To remember some of the christmas' with my husband
We were married
she's been distracted
By something that has been attracted
She poked and poked and smacked at it
Then she broke down and she scratched it
Now, I think
In the concrete jungle of Queens trying to be Kings
Getting to the money of sins by any means
As I, watch it all pan out, try not to stand out
Fish out
end
Like, "is it the real thing
Or is it just a one night stand?"
Well then

Straight up, now tell me
Do you really want to love me forever? (Oh
end
Like, "is it the real thing
Or is it just a one night stand?"
Well then

Straight up, now tell me
Do you really want to love me forever? (Oh
end
Like, "is it the real thing
Or is it just a one night stand?"
Well then

Straight up, now tell me
Do you really want to love me forever? (Oh
grind
Just copped a maroon 5, no Adam Levine
Came a man by myself, only father was time
I know that she relate baby daddy ain't shit
So she raised that
[J:] I mean what, yeah we’re gonna be, yeah we’re really good. We’re like
almost as good as Arcade Fire, fuck that.
[K:] Yeah
[J:] We gotta leave
over piranha, death over dishonor
They killin niggas for J's, that's death over designer
Hey Cole heatin' up like that left-over lasagna
Remember when I
2 Hate
The J.R. Ewing of Seattle

It's The Man You Love 2 Hate
The J.R. Ewing of Seattle

Lady listen, Do I really make your man that pissed ?
and Cole would open for Hov
Everyday a star is born, I guess I died in the womb
I ain't make it on Blueprint, so made me a blueprint
You got you a nice
Yeah, we back
Back in Muhammad crib, nigga, top floor
The back room with just the one little small window, nigga
The light be comin' through it in
pull out the mic, and shock MC's for spite
Whatever I write, magnifies heavenly sight
You said you shinin', but that really means you reflect
I absorb
to J-O-E-P-L-E-A-S-E please!
Baby don't you get it
You are my addiction
And I was your affliction
Girl I learned my lesson

Now I want you back
By any means
Back
just to blow your mind
And this is how we do it, just for the people

Sucker D.J.'s are really crazy clowns
Clowns, cold clockin' clowns
When will
Drake, J Coles, and Big Seans
Time for the world to pay homage
Bow to the rap Gods or them K's vomit
Fuck you know about Dipset you little dipshit
If you
pull out the mic, and shock MC's for spite
Whatever I write, magnifies heavenly sight
You said you shinin', but that really means you reflect
I absorb
Written by pam reswick/steve werfel

Background vocals: natalie cole

Let me look at you, just look at you

You're a sight for sore eyes, yes you are