| Cole, Cole world, yeah
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| Let me take y’all back, man
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| As I do so well
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| Wasn’t nothin' like that
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| Man, it wasn’t nothin' like that first time
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| She was in my math class
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| Long hair, brown skin with a fat ass
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| Sat beside me, used to laugh, had mad jokes
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| The teacher always got mad so we passed notes
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| It started off so innocent
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| She had a vibe and a nigga started diggin' it
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| I was a youngin, straight crushin', tryna play the shit cool
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| But a nigga couldn’t wait to get to school
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| Cause when I seen 'em thighs on her
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| And them hips on her and them lips on her
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| Got me daydreaming, man, what
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| I’m thinkin' how she rides on it, if she sits on it, if she licks on it
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| Make it hard for me to stand up
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| As time goes by, attractions getting deep, and
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| Wet dreaming, thinkin' that I’m smashin', but I’m sleepin'
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| I want it bad, and I ain’t never been obsessed before
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| She wrote a note that said «You ever had sex before?»
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| Damn…
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, nooo
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| I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| I wrote back and said, «Of course I had sex before»
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| Knowing I was frontin'
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| I said, «I'm like a pro, baby,"knowing I was stuntin'
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| But if I told the truth, I knew that I’d get played out, son
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| Hadn’t been in pussy since the day I came out one
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| But, she don’t know that, so she done wrote back and told me
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| «Oh, you a pro, homie? |
| Well, I want you to show me
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| My mama gone for the weekend
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| So Saturday, baby, we can get to freakin'»
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| That’s when my heart start racing and my body start sweatin'
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| Baby, you done woke my lil' man up
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| I’m thinking how that body look naked
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| When you laying on the bed
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| Teacher, please don’t make me stand up
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| I wrote back like «Yeah, baby, sound like a plan»
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| Still trying to play it cool, sound like the man
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| But I was scared to death, my nigga, my stomach turnin'
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| Talking shit, knowing damn well I was a virgin, fuck
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, nooo
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| I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| You know that feeling when you know you finna bone for the first time?
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| I’m hoping that she won’t notice it’s my first time
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| I’m hoping that my shit is big enough to fuck with
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| And most of all I’m praying, «God, don’t let me bust quick»
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| I’m watching pornos, trying to see just how to stroke right
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| Practice putting condoms on, how it go, right?
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| I’m in her crib, now a nigga palms sweatin'
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| With a pocket full of rubbers and an erection
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| That’s when my hands start touchin'
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| And her face start blushin', and a nigga roll over on top
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| And then she get my pants unbuckled
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| And her hands start rubbin' on me, ooh girl, don’t stop
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| It’s time for action: pull out the condoms real smooth
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| Yeah, just how I practiced
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| But right before I put it in, she flinched and grabbed it
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| And said, «I wanna get something off my mental
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| I can tell you’re a pro, but baby, be gentle, cause…»
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| Cause I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, nooo
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| I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no
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| And I ain’t never did this before, no |