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power
A lot of energy huh last four hours
Oh J Cole, baby High for hours
Give me that power girl
I want your power
Give me that power girl
I need that

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Juicy J

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Hammer fly, you can't touch
J's so fly I should work at Flight Club

Put on my J's and dance the whole night away
I'm naughty by nature like I'm

Honestly I’m tryna see how that neck work 
If it’s good you can check out my net worth 
We gon take off like we on the best perc
As time goes by, thinking

from day
Yesterday I promised I would get it straight
I'm crooked like the smile that J.Cole has
I cannot forget so I must dwell amongst the past
How can

the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my

couldn't stop getting them sacks
Feeling like Ray Lewis the way I flipped the quarterback
But I'm humble like J Cole can't floss to show my racks
But I'm

my rain coat (wow)
Take a break from real shit, hit ‘em, Migo!
(Migo)
How you go from J Cole to Quavo? (what)
My name’s Big Boy Savage and a
Boy will

I got the world in the palm of my hands like a gun 
But I had to let go care more about my soul 
& everybody (Shootin) got a (J) like (Cole)
& if you

shit
And to the niggas listening but won't buy my shit
And catch me in the street wanna ride my dick
Y'all niggas is the worst, see me like
"J. Cole

cuz I'm on a yacht
And inside is a note saying that you`ll never bury me 
You think you J Cole maybe Eric B
Well I guess you ain't get the note then

come easy
Work a bit harder, go pick up a penny
And switch it around, and one day it's a milli
One small step, just give it time
You say you're Cole, but

millions and make the 40s decent
Kendrick soul with a J Cole spirit
Stayed my ass in college off a J Cole lyric
So I get attendance and teach myself all

loads
But I don't do tings like Yorke and Cole

Them peng tings dangerous
There ain't no love that's painless
But she demand white gold pieces
Bro's out

Yellow Tape

Fat Joe

Yellow Tape

'til I run out of it
Work, work, work, I got it
Work, work, work, I got it
Work, work, work, I got it
I got it, I got it

This that yellow tape

Knowing when mama hit the store she wasn't buying that shit
No I ain't crying a bit man
That's just life that's just how shit work
You reach your hand in

tell you when life's a walking shadow
What does that tell you when you miss Vladivostok
Spit the cole slaw spit the cole slaw

Panama City was a paradise

Bitches and thugs, spit game and throw slugs
It's the Ruler, live by, take it in blood
Cuz it's the J to the A to the death nigga what
Don't get it fucked

Wassup

Logic

Bobby Tarantino II

2018

Ugh, I mean to Maryland, DC, Virginia
What J. Cole he needed a 'Ville
Don't do this shit for the thrill
Ugh, I am coming for the kill
Tell me how you

plein de by mais pas la sieste
Si tes wo j'touche pas la seff 
Si t'en vend je veux que de la peuff
Si tes un boug goume pas ta meuf
Cache ta beu si ya

receiver
So I took another shot
Tequila hit me like a nina (blaow)
My sky's gray, my bitch is brighter
Always saying "Lights Please"
J cole's her ghostwriter

Off Deez

J. Cole

Off Deez

Legend out the 2-6 (Whoa)
Y'all know who the truth is (Whoa)
Crazy like a movie by that nigga Stanley Kubrick (Whoa)
Perfect time to pop up (Whoa)
Wet

Last Call

Logic

YSIV

2018

Shit is crazy
That's the first time I met Cole, yo shout out Cole, that's my fucking boy
Big Sean, all these homies man that I met, it was crazy, Don

- c-o-l-e
Or PG
I won't sign
I'll do the work it ain't gotta be soon
But I'm Moone
Fuck waiting on the starts to align
Habitat homes
256 when you're dialing

Influenced by J. Cole and Lil Dicky[01:22.63]And as I progress on my journey, I tend to be a lil' picky[01:25.77]Yearning for something that some would call