Cole World

Album: Cole World: The Sideline Story (2011)
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  • I think it's gonna be a hell of a night
    A hell of a night
    So we can do whatever you like
    Hey, hey

    It took me all day to find some inspiration
    It just hit me like a ton of bricks, no renovation
    Problem with the game now, there ain't no innovation
    I see my shit all in your shit, we call that imitation
    And they say that's flattering, but I ain't flattered at all
    Matter fact y'all need to practice that more
    See my man Nate asked me if I gained weight
    I said nah, my pockets got fatter, that's all
    Money was an issue, but now that that's solved
    I ball, I ball, like Kobe in the fall
    Put trophies on my wall, rather trophies on my mantle
    Dog my shows be off the handle, take the proceeds go to gamble
    Bet it on black and pray, I quadruple my salary
    If I win, maybe then I could pay Sallie Mae
    Told her I be dealin' with some real life shit
    She be askin' "when?" "Bitch, when I feel like it"

    Cole World, Cole Life, Cold Blooded
    I be on my shit, and look at, all the hoes love it
    Got a hundred fifty bitches in the club starin' at me
    How that feel? Very happy!
    Hey
    I got what you need right here, right here
    I got, I got what you need right here, right here
    I got, I got what you need right here, right here
    I got, I got what you need right here, right here

    Uh, turn up the 808's for me
    Back when I was starvin' no one made a plate for me
    Now I do it big and that's my day to day story
    I got the type of shit that make a hater say sorry
    Bitch, I made this in the crib, watchin' Belly
    Eatin' peanut butter jelly, what the fuck could niggas tell me
    They say I'm takin' long, I tell 'em patience is a virtue
    I'm goin' all out and bitch I never had a curfew
    See, when you're spittin' so real
    Suddenly these phony niggas lose they appeal
    Got 'em feelin' like my niggas when they lose, they appeal
    Then it's back to the cell, back to the hell
    At times I watch the news and see they talkin' 'bout diplomacy
    And they ain't got a clue my niggas ain't got they diplomas, see
    Rappers show me love, I wonder what it could be
    I think they scared of me, and they should be

    Cole World, Cole Life, Cold Blooded
    I be on my shit, and look at, all the hoes love it
    Got a hundred fifty bitches in the club starin' at me
    How that feel? Very happy!
    Hey
    I got what you need right here, right here
    I got, I got what you need right here, right here
    I got, I got what you need right here, right here
    I got, I got what you need right here, right here

    I think it's gonna be a hell of a night
    A hell of a night
    So we can do whatever you like
    Hey Writer/s: JERMAINE A. COLE, JERMAINE L. COLE
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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