bring em in
Singer:j. cole
say she ain't a ho but she far from a virgin
i'm somethin' like a surgeon
hey baby girl you gotta trunk
way you stretching make ya man think i put you in ballet
if i'm sliding through ya city i need you to dial me
and how much my niggas smoke reminded me of friday
i can take you to dc introduce you to wale
you can look all through my phone as long as you don't call jay
just me and you off in my room
we call this to the hard way? hard way!
any spot any city that i'm in
let the bad girls know we run the town
so pick up that cellphone and
let the bad girls know we run the town
and my niggas blow trees like the wind
we take it to the. it's just you
now bring ya ass over here
a nigga tryna take you home like a souvenir
girl you lookin' like you knew aaliyah
a stewardess yet you flew the lear
cause you fly as hell shawty walking through the air
game cold like the toes on a polar bear
now baby girl if looks can kill then you catching bodies
how i'm stretching you there's no need to go to pilates
when i'm sliding thru ya city meet me in the lobby
then you put that thang up on me like you tryna rob me
can i hit it in the morning? while you moaning probably
got you sweating now you gettin' wet as a tsunami
but if i tell you get to stepping like you pam and tommy
let the bad girls know we run the town
so pick up that cellphone and
let the bad girls know we run the town
and my niggas blow trees like the wind
we take it to the. it's just you
did i meet you for a reason or for a season
or either the night of ya life at the four seasons
whisper to ya home girls ya love cole world
cause his flow thorough i give you a few more reasons
not because his verse or cause i can buy purse
you know the type of shit that your man can only purchase on the first
and not because he faker than turf softer than nerf football
i got his girl lip-gloss all on my girth
but cause i'm so cleaver better than who ever
the coldest nigga even when wearin' like four sweaters
well rehearsed the go getter
these broke niggas got good dressing and no lettuce
you would think niggas would know better
you would think niggas would flow better
i know you so fed up and so i had to blow and i ain't talking