Песня: Land Of The Snakes [Verse 1: J. Cole] This the shit I used to roll down Louis Street with Lord, know some hoes from the past like, "Damn Cole, wish I knew that you would be rich" Well, should've asked It's funny how these niggas on some real "Be cool with me" shit I bagged two bitches like it's two of me bitch This the shit I used to roll down Louis Street with Finally got my own bedroom in this bitch No more sleeping in my brother's room Like man I might as well be sleeping in my mother's room Cause how I'm supposed to sneak hoes with my bro here? Plus she gon' find out I been rocking all this old gear This is no fair This is (?) This is so clear This is one breath This is no air And (?) I do the most here I'm the President you the co-chair You the player, yeah, I'm the coach here Nigga I coast here This where they got me set up on this West Coast here Avoiding the snakes, AK's, and coke yeah Get my dick wet but I never let it soak there Man I been thinkin' bout movin' out What? Country boy in the city in New York nine years Ran that shit like Diddy Riding through South Side Queens like Fiddy
[Hook: J. Cole] Nothing's impossible And all you lame niggas show me what not to do I met a real bad bitch in the club tonight She told me, "Watch the snakes cause they watching you" I told her, "Aw baby don't stop! I ain't looking for the way to your heart!" She said, "You bout to miss church" while she riding me I like my Sundays with a cherry on top Make that ass drop Make that ass drop Make that ass drop
[Verse 2: J. Cole] Now if you only had one wish is it devious? Cause you already know who your genie is Can't get a cover now your mag on my penis Like damn he turned out to be a genius Damn real shit nigga no Pixar You niggas soft like Meagan Good's lips are My kicks hard My whip hard I came out the womb with my dick hard Back when I was playing Stomp the Yard It be a bunch of niggas up on campus talking hard Don't get exposed to these hoes boy knock it off I seen your mama in a Benz when she dropped you off Damn now who more thorough than me? I paint a picture of my pain for the world to see Could paint a picture of the game but my girl would see Gotta ask myself, "What mean the world to me?"
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[Verse 3: J. Cole] This the shit I used to roll down Louis Street with A little Fayettenam nigga out in Beverly Hills That's when I ran into this chick I went to college with Yeah back when a nigga was on scholarship Was in a rush but I still stopped to holla, shit That's the least I owed her cause I tried to hit On the first night, nah I ain't proud of it I boned her in my dorm room and kicked her out of it And I never called back, how thoughtfuless Now I'm standing in the streets tryna politic with her In her mind she calling me a misogynist nigga On some Bobby Brown shit my prerogative is to hit and never commit Now realizing when I hit she never forgets So every time I ignore the telephone call Saying I'll hit her back knowing I'm never gon' call She was hurting Now she staring dead in my face she was smirking Like, "Yeah I remember and nah you ain't worth shit, nigga You ain't worth shit, nigga"
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