J. Cole, Kendrick Lamar
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Me and my bitch, took a little trip Down to the garden, took a little dip (oh no) Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip (boom) Little sip Took a little sip, took a little sip T-T-Took a little, took a little, took a little sip (uh) Uh huh Ey yo, I walked through the valley of the shadow of death When niggas hold tec's like they mad at the ref That's why I keep a cross on my chest, either that or a vest Do you believe that Eve had Adam in check? And if so, you gotta expect to sip juice From the forbidden fruit and get loose Cole is the king, most definite My little black book thicker than the Old Testament Niggas pay for head but the pussy sold separate Same bitch giving brains to the minister The same reason they call Mr. Cee "the finisher" Forbidden fruit, watch for the Adam's apple Slick with words don't hate me, son What you eat don't make me shit And who you f*ck don't make me cum Put a price on my head won't make me run Try to kill me but it can't be done Cause my words gon' live forever You put two and two together Cole here forever Me and my bitch, took a little trip Down to the garden, took a little dip (oh no) Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip (boom) Bitches come and go (You know that) Money come and go (You know that) Love come and go (Don't shit last) Bitches come and go (You know that) Money come and go (You know that) Love come and go (Don't shit last) Take a seat baby girl you've been all in my mind I know I ain't called gotta pardon my 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 nigga kids but she swallowing mine And that's why you all in my mind All in my line like caller number nine Cause a nigga poppin' like Harlem in the nine- Seven, way before Mase was a reverend I was a young nigga making A's at 11 At 12, trying to get that taste of the Heaven Or Hell, only time gon' tell F*ck her while her mama home "baby, don't yell" How many record do a nigga gotta sell Just to get the cover of the double X L Or Fader, f*ck ya magazine hater When I say that I'm the greatest I ain't talking about later I'mma drop the album the same day as Kanye Just to show the boys the man now like Wanyá And I don't mean no disrespect, I praise legends But this what next the boy sick, can't disinfect Life's a bitch and the pussy's wet My clip is loaded and this the kiss of, death Blah Me and my bitch, took a little trip Down to the garden, took a little dip (oh no) Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip (boom) Bitches come and go (You know that) Money come and go (You know that) Love come and go (Don't shit last) Bitches come and go (You know that) Money come and go (You know that) Love come and go (Don't shit last) Don't shit last, and you know that Went to hell, got hot didn't melt The only man above me is God himself All these other niggas is below me Word to Phife, Q-Tip, Ali, and Jarobi What up Queens Cole is the King (and you know that) Started with a dollar and a dream (and you know that) Never give a bird bitch a ring (you should know that) Bitch! Bitch! That should be my new ad lib I got a new one, I finally got a cool ad lib Be at all the shows everybody be like, Bitch! Yo, yo, yo pull over right here, right here, here you go Yeah pull over right here, to the right Pull over, pull over, pull over, pull over Aight, look look, park right here I'm ma be out it'll be like 30 minutes tops It'll be like 30 minutes, I'll be right back out, ight Bitches come and go, bitches come and Yo, yo what up, what's poppin', I'm back, I'm back Yo you got that piece ready for me, that Jesus piece? Nah the gold, the rose gold joint, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah let me see that, oh shit what is that some What's, what the f*ck is that platinum Is that? What's that chain right there Is that-ss-ss white gold, that's platinum Is that plat, well niggas doing platinum again Niggas doing, niggas ain't even platinum yet right, oh shit bout to make Yo I'm trying to bring that shit back, kill these niggas Let me see that one too, the wat, the watch, the platinum watch
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Written by: JERMAINE L. COLE, RONNIE FOSTER
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