| I think it’s gonna be a hell of a night, a hell of a night
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| So we could do whatever you like, hey hey
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| It took me all day to find some inspiration
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| It just hit me like a ton of bricks, no renovation
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| Problem with the game now, it ain’t no innovation
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| I see my shit all in your shit, we call that imitation
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| And they say that’s flattering, but I ain’t flattered at all
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| Matter fact y’all need to practice that more
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| See my man Nate asked me if I gained weight
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| I said nah, my pockets got fatter, that’s all
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| Money was an issue, but now that that’s solved
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| I ball, I ball, like Kobe in the fall
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| Put trophies on my wall, rather trophies on my mantle
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| Dog my shows be off the handle, take the proceeds go to gamble
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| Ha! |
| Bet it on black and pray, I quadruple my salary
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| If I win, maybe then I could pay Sallie Mae
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| Told her I be dealin' with some real-life shit
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| She be askin' «When?», bitch, when I feel like it
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| Cole World, Cole Life, Cole Blooded
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| I be on my shit, and look at, all the hoes love it
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| Got a hundred fifty bitches in the club starin' at me
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| How that feel? |
| Very happy
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| I got what you need right here, right here
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| I got what you need right here, right here
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| I got what you need right here, right here
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| I got what you need right here, right here
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| Uh, turn up the 808's for me
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| Back when I was starvin' no one made a plate for me
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| Now I do it big and that’s my day to day story
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| I got the type of shit that make a hater say sorry
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| bitch I made this in the crib watchin' Belly
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| Eatin' peanut butter jelly, what the fuck the niggas tell me
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| They say I’m takin' long, I tell em patience is a virtue
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| I’m goin' all out and bitch I never had a curfew
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| See when you’re spittin' so real
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| Suddenly these phony niggas lose they appeal
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| Got em feelin' like my niggas when they lose, they appeal
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| Then it’s back to the cell, back to the hell
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| At times I watch the news and see they talkin' 'bout diplomacy
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| And they ain’t got a clue my niggas ain’t got they diplomas, see
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| Rappers show me love, I wonder what it could be
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| I think they scared of me, and they should be
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| Cole World, Cole Life, Cole Blooded
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| I be on my shit, and look at, all the hoes love it
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| Got a hundred fifty bitches in the club starin' at me
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| How that feel? |
| Very happy
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| I got what you need right here, right here
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| I got what you need right here, right here
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| I got what you need right here, right here
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| I got what you need right here, right here
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| Come pull me outta here
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| I think it’s safe to say we outta here
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| We outta here
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| I think it’s safe to say we outta here
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| I think it’s gonna be a hell of a night, a hell of a night
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| So we could do whatever you like, hey |