Lyrics:
Nat King Cole,
No no no Nat King Cole
No no Nat no no Nat no no Nat King Cole,
Baby,
You're giving birth to a jealous lover, baby
The situation is
Hello Mr. D.J. won't you play a song for me'
The girl I love just said good-by and I'm blue as I can be
Oh please Mr. D.J. play that song I heard you
the hunger stayed
These stomach rumbles can humble thunder, uh
I'm still fueled by the ones that slumber
The standout amongst the one-hit wonders
So when
da-da-doo-doot
And just dance
Spin that record, babe, da-da-doo-doot
And just dance
Gonna be okay, da-da-da-dance, dance, dance
Just, j-j-just
When I come
tree in our living room
Fills the room with pine perfume
And colored lights dancing on the walls
While Nat King Cole sings "Deck The Halls"
Don't
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
Eight men heard the sounds of your tan leather skirt
Eight men heard the bark of the guns that you wore
Cole Younger was your first and the father
Eight men heard the sounds of your tan leather skirt
Eight men heard the bark of the guns that you wore
Cole Younger was your first and the father
(originally by Cheryl Cole)
In the beginning there was nothing
So empty in the space between
And you came in, turned the lights on
And created what
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
you (ooh)
(Woo, ooh shit, nigga)
I ain't finished yet, not by a long shot
Cole never snooze, won't even stop my alarm clock
Shout to Ryan Coog',
Cole coleto
Cole coleto
To' estamo' coleto
To' estamo' coleto
To' estamo' coleto
To' estamo' coleto
To' estamo' coleto
To' estamo' coleto
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
Miss Fanny Bright was seated by my side
The horse was lean and lank, misfortune seemed his lot
He got into a drifting bank, and then we got upsot
J. Cole
Everyday a star is born
J. Cole
Everyday a star is born
song come on, he ask
"mama, did you fuck J. Cole?"
Whoa
Getting to the promised land
You don't want problems, I promise, man
I take you to the promise
falsetto)
Brad cole (piano)
Scott thunes (bass)
Chad wackerman (drums)
Be in my video,
Darling, every night
I will rent a cage for you
And mi-j
now, you could crack the code
Bust down everything, set in rose gold
Dread talkin' to you niggas like I'm J. Cole
I can tell her head good before I
Man, that would be glum
"You gotta find a rhyme"
Nah, that would be dumb
No role models
But I'd love to meet Cole
"You just extinguished the sun"
Right,
doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, spin that record, babe, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance
Dance, dance, just, j-j-just
When I come through
You got little dong so your opinion's wrong
I fuck J.Cole in the ass
I fuck J.Cole in the ass
Check out this solo though
what's up
Wanna halla at you wanna say wassup
Wadup cole world
Wadup cole world
Wadup cole world
Wadup j cole
Wadup cole world
Wadup cole world
Wadup
Carolina, I heard of named J. Cole (Cole)
And they say they delayed his flight, so they gotta Photoshop him in
I hope this shit look right (I hope it right)
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