Hollywood Go Ay Cole Go
You wanna know where I'm at Well let me tell you it I put my on the map But let me tell you it They tryna say I can't come Ay let me you 'bout it Man fuck them nigga I back Ay let me tell you it I wanna tell you it up, everybody run Cole and he say he got a gun Niggas like "man what everybody say" Go and pop the trunk and everybody Everybody of the nigga Aware that the is better All my the pick of the litter bitter Niggas is faker anime Me I never hate, get cake like Mae, woah Eat the bitch, eat the damn cake Fuck good nigga we great Order Dominoes and she take off all her Nigga you know how it goes, make the pizza man The best kept Even hoes try and keep it and I leak the damn Rest in peace any nigga beef secret service couldn't keep the man safe
I said to the window, to the My ride when I call Got bitches all in my Fuck nigga my shine I the reason you feel the way I know who you wan' be So I thank the man upstairs That I you and you ain't me
Get off my dick, (Get the off my dick) Get off my dick, (Get the off my dick nigga) Get off my dick, bitch, (Get the off my dick) Get off my dick,
Man fuck them niggas I come home and I tell nobody gettin' temporary dough and I don't tell nobody Lord will you tell me if I changed, I won't tell I wanna go back to Jermaine, and I won't tell This is the part the thugs skip Young never had love You know, foot massage, back rub Blowing bubbles in the shit is until I met you Together we done years go by Seen a river of your go by Got me thinkin' bout kids, still I Tell hoes come through (The up) Get to know and you learn a lot about 'em When we for you, start to doubt 'em Tell yourself you off without 'em Then in you will find can't walk without 'em talk without 'em, can't breath without 'em Came together, you can't leave without 'em So you back in, make a scene about 'em On your Amerie it's 1 thing about 'em It's love don't sing about it no more Don't sing about it no more No more, no It's called Niggas don't about it no more Don't sing about it no more (Nigga I don't sing about shit no more) But there a nigga in the singing
To the window, to the My nigga ride when I Got all in my mind Fuck nigga my shine I know the you feel the way I just who you wan' be So I thank the man upstairs That I ain't you and you me
Get off my But ain't a nigga in the singing Singing this yeah Got all the bitches in the singing this song yeah And all they mamas let their kids it Sing song yeah The mamas and the mistresses this song yeah Song yeah, song song
The up shit is retarded Why every rich black nigga gotta be Why every broke nigga gotta be brainless That's a by some people up in Ariel Heights Here's a Young Cole is fat like little Terrio Dreamville, give us a year be on every show fuck nigga I'm very sure Fuck the rest I'm the best out When I'm back home I'm the in the South When I'm in LA I'm the in the West You can test, you can test, I'mma niggas out Ooh I'mma stretch out That go for all y'all if I niggas out shit for everybody on my testicle Please make sure you put the rest in mouth, ho