Y'all niggas know what it is when I show up (King Cole)The energy switch in this motherfuckerCame through with a bad bitch in tight britchesMade the ho book her own flight, I'm type viciousBlack boy fly, stupid racks, oysters on my plateSo much bread I think I got white privilegeAccess to five-star rooms and white bitchesI dreamed it like Bing Crosby dreamed a white ChristmasAfter shows fuckin' on the slutty snow bunniesI done came to the conclusion that I only like sistersAnd that might be a hard pill to swallow for a fewShe had dreams of fuckin' Coleand еven her father would approvе(Yes, honey, you can fuck him) Look what a dollar bill'll doMade them bougie bitches workin' up in Prada smile at youYeah, I know you hate a nigga, but I'm still smilin' too(Will that be all, sir?) That'll doGet-money attitudeYou weren't 'posed to catch no feelings, bitch, we had a ruleNetflix when you come through, they ask"You niggas still watchin'? " on the Tv promptShe give me dome, I catch some Zs, I call her Zz TopI keep it Pg when you see me, but I hee-hee notYou go against the mobyou might just get your pinky choppedI can't believe he think he hot and his Cd flopHey, I done seen too many white folks in dashikis, stopCole, bitch, the flow switch like every fallI was very poor, now I ball like a young Demi MooreHenny pour on any floorPain seepin' out my memories' poresLord forgive me for the times I didn't followIt was reflected in my music, all my shit was hollowBut now I spit with hollow tips and follow with the pyroI politic, you ride to this, then call out sick tomorrowI'm ill, fuck how you feelDon't need no goofy-ass Richard Millefor your bitch to tell that I'm rich as hellNiggaYou know what I mean?And that'll be all, ladies and gentlemenI appreciate you for comin' out tonightYes, yes, yes, yes, if you wanna check us next timeSame time, same location (Hahahaha)We known to fuck shit up every timewe step on this motherfuckin' stageThat's rightAnd this is just a mixtape (Ha)You asked for itIb, what up?
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Freedom Of Speech (With Dreamville & Dj Drama)J. Cole
Y'all niggas know what it is when I show up (King Cole)
The energy switch in this motherfucker
Came through with a bad bitch in tight britches
Made the ho book her own flight, I'm type vicious
Black boy fly, stupid racks, oysters on my plate
So much bread I think I got white privilege
Access to five-star rooms and white bitches
I dreamed it like Bing Crosby dreamed a white Christmas
After shows fuckin' on the slutty snow bunnies
I done came to the conclusion that I only like sisters
And that might be a hard pill to swallow for a few
She had dreams of fuckin' Cole
and еven her father would approvе
(Yes, honey, you can fuck him) Look what a dollar bill'll do
Made them bougie bitches workin' up in Prada smile at you
Yeah, I know you hate a nigga, but I'm still smilin' too
(Will that be all, sir?) That'll do
Get-money attitude
You weren't 'posed to catch no feelings, bitch, we had a rule
Netflix when you come through, they ask
"You niggas still watchin'? " on the Tv prompt
She give me dome, I catch some Zs, I call her Zz Top
I keep it Pg when you see me, but I hee-hee not
You go against the mob
you might just get your pinky chopped
I can't believe he think he hot and his Cd flop
Hey, I done seen too many white folks in dashikis, stop
Cole, bitch, the flow switch like every fall
I was very poor, now I ball like a young Demi Moore
Henny pour on any floor
Pain seepin' out my memories' pores
Lord forgive me for the times I didn't follow
It was reflected in my music, all my shit was hollow
But now I spit with hollow tips and follow with the pyro
I politic, you ride to this, then call out sick tomorrow
I'm ill, fuck how you feel
Don't need no goofy-ass Richard Mille
for your bitch to tell that I'm rich as hell
Nigga
You know what I mean?
And that'll be all, ladies and gentlemen
I appreciate you for comin' out tonight
Yes, yes, yes, yes, if you wanna check us next time
Same time, same location (Hahahaha)
We known to fuck shit up every time
we step on this motherfuckin' stage
That's right
And this is just a mixtape (Ha)
You asked for it
Ib, what up?
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