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j. cole - can't get enough كلمات الأغنية

[intro: j. cole]
cole world, southside
can’t get enough, can’t get enough
eastside, westside, worldwide, ride out

[verse 1: j. cole]
now, i ain’t got no kids yet, but this right here’s for practice
i hate to get the seats in the benz wet
but that’s how good your -ss is
make an old man get his gl-sses, make wesley pay his taxes
then follow your moves all week on twitter
probably make a g-y n-gga reconsider
you now rockin’ with the best, mane
dress game down to the s-x game
won’t brag, but the boy been blessed, mane
let you play with the stick; ovechkin
she callin’, she textin’, she’s fallin’, but let me explain
gotta tell your old boyfriend skate, girl
‘cause a n-gga don’t play them ex games
nope! straight s-xing, no handcuff or arresting
and i ain’t coming off of my last name
‘cause i really can’t take no stressing
’bout where i done been, who i done hit
your homegirl saying, “he a bad boy.”
but i’m signed to the roc
no time for the gossip, b-tch, put down them tabloids!

[hook: trey songz]
she said, “i heard you got a main chick
a mistress and some hoes
you be up to no good, and everybody knows
my homegirls tried to warn me, they tried to let me know
but what you got, i need a lot, so i can’t let you go.”

[hook: j. cole]
she said, “i can’t get enough, can’t get enough” (i need that)
“i can’t get enough, can’t get enough” (i need that)
“i can’t get enough of what you got
good god, you hit the spot
tried to let go, but i just could not
so don’t you stop, i need that.”

[verse 2: j. cole]
hey, globetrotter, cole hotter
even way out in london town
hoes holla, ’cause they love my sound
and i got love for the underground
kweli, pimp c, h-town where bun get down
met a bad b-tch that’ll cut all night
that’ll suck all night, you just cut off lights
almost missed my flight
tryna get my last little nut, all right?
she be down for whatever
whenever i wanna get up in the guts, all right?
never fuss or fight
on the grind, tryna find this lettuce
i love it when you give me head
i hate it when you give me headaches

[verse 3: j. cole]
hey, cole world, baby, ain’t nothin’ sunny
i see ‘em hating, but it ain’t nothin’ to me
i’m from the ville, where they bang for the money
and carry fo’-fives, like change for a twenty
so what i look like, scurred?
them n-ggas over there look like nerds
never mind that, girl, let’s make a track
i’ll beat the p-ssy up, that’s the hook right thurr
that’s the hook right thurr! that’s the hook right thurr!
never mind that, girl, let’s make a track
i’ll beat the p-ssy up, that’s the hook right thurr

- j cole

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