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Higher Lyrics - Artist : J. Cole
Come here. I'm 'bout to take you higher
We're about to set this bitch on fire Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter You might not be the one but you the one I desire Come here. I'm 'bout to take you higher We're about to set this bitch on fire Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter You might not be the one Hey, uh. What up, girl? Tell me how you feelin'? You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a fill-in If you got a man, do that nigga need a fill in? She said, looks kill and I'm tryna make a killin' God willin' I be chilling on a boat nigga Love is a gamble, I ain't dealin' with no broke nigga Down in Miami with a super whore team Tryna bag a brother with a Super Bowl ring Oh, she down in Dallas at the all-star game spittin' all-star game Tryna get a nigga with a all-star name Somethin' like James, somethin' like Wade If you something like paid you can fuck tonight Yeah, she said, fuck some nice Js What about you're life savings? Won't spend her life slavin' So she graduated rich nigga wife train And if you got money, man the head is amazing Come here. I'm 'bout to take you higher We're about to set this bitch on fire Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter You might not be the one but you the one I desire Come here. I'm 'bout to take you higher We're about to set this bitch on fire Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter You might not be the one What up girl? Tell me how you been? Ain't seen you since the 12th grade, even back then Thought you was a cutie though your booty mad thin But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn Hey, now I got a thang for you It's been a long time comin' I should hang with you 'Cause see way back I thought to fuck with you was impossible Count your baby daddies, now 2 and a possible, uh You still got it though, yeah you still got it though Girl your body looking like a fuckin' pot of gold You got your mean little walk with the model pose You got your hair did, you got designer clothes You still got it though, yeah you still got it though You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll Do you give brains? Did you make the honor roll? Don't worry 'bout your man baby he ain't gotta know Come here. I'm 'bout to take you higher We're about to set this bitch on fire Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter You might not be the one but you the one I desire Come here. I'm 'bout to take you higher We're about to set this bitch on fire Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter You might not be the one I get bored so fast that they won't last But, girl, you're special like I met you in a slow class 'Cause yo ass got me feinin' for you so far My life is like a movie would you be my co star, like Halle Berry You're old nigga act like a bitch like Tyler Perry You caught him down in Memphis cheating like Calipari I see you like to stay up on your ESPN If your mind is on sex, you must got ESP then Had a crush on way back, I wasn't VIP then But I was plotting on you I really wished that I had got to know you Before we grew up |
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