☆ J. Cole – She Knows ft. Amber Coffman, Cults

Me and my bitch took a little
trip
Down to the garden took a
little dip oh no
Apple juice falling from her
lips took a little sip boom
Little sip
Took a little sip took a little
sip
T t took a little took a
little took a little sip uh
Uh huh
Ey yo I walked through the
valley of the shadow of death
When niggas hold tec’s like they
mad at the ref
That’s why I keep a cross on my
chest either that or a vest
Do you believe that Eve had Adam
in check And if so
You gotta expect to sip juice
from the forbidden fruit and get
loose
Cole is the king most definite
My little black book thicker
than the old testament
Niggas pay for head but the
pussy sold separate
Same bitch giving brains to the
minister
The same reason they call Mr
Cee the finisher
Forbidden fruit watch for the
Adam’s apple
Slick with words don’t hate me
son
What you eat don’t make me shit
and who you fuck don’t make me
come
Put a price on my head won’t
make me run
Try to kill me but it can’t be
done
Cause my words gon’ live forever
You put two and two together
Cole here forever
Me and my bitch took a little
trip
Down to the garden took a
little dip oh no
Apple juice falling from her
lips took a little sip boom
Bitches come and go You know
that
Money come and go You know that
Love come and go Don’t shit last
Bitches come and go You know
that
Money come and go You know that
Love come and go Don’t shit last
Take a seat baby girl you’ve
been all in my mind
I know I ain’t called gotta
pardon my grind
Just copped a maroon 5 no Adam
Levine
Came a man by myself only
father was time
I know that she relate baby
daddy ain’t shit
So she raised that nigga kids
but she swallowing mine
And that’s why you all in my mind
All in my line like calling
number nine
Cause a nigga poppin’ like
Harlem in the nine
Seven way before Mase was a
reverend
I was a young nigga making A’s
at 11
At 12 tryna get that taste of
the heaven or hell only time
will tell
Fuck her while her mama home
baby don’t yell
How many records do a nigga
gotta sell
Just to get the cover of the
double XL
Or Fader fuck a magazine hater
When I say that I’m the greatest
I ain’t talking about later
I’ma drop the album the same day
as Kanye
Just to show the boys the man
now like Wanya
And I don’t mean no disrespect
I praise legends
But this whats next the boy
sick can’t disinfect
Life’s a bitch and the pussy’s wet
My clip is loaded and this is
the kiss of death Blah
Me and my bitch took a little
trip
Down to the garden took a
little dip oh no
Apple juice falling from her
lips took a little sip boom
Bitches come and go You know
that
Money come and go You know that
Love come and go Don’t shit last
Bitches come and go You know
that
Money come and go You know that
Love come and go Don’t shit last
Don’t shit last and you know that
Went to hell got hot didn’t melt
The only man above me is God
himself
All these other niggas is below me
Word to Phife Q Tip Ali and
Jarobi
What up Queens
Cole is the king and you know
that
Started with A Dollar and a
Dream and you know that
Never give a bird bitch a ring
you should know that
That should be my new ad lib
Bitch
I got a new one I finally got a
cool ad lib
Be at all the shows everybody be
like
yo yo pull over right here
right here here you go
Yeah pull over right here to
the right pull over pull over
pull over pull over
Aight look look park right
here I’ma be out it’ll be like
30 minutes tops
It’ll be like 30 minutes I’ll
be right back out aight
Bitches come and go bitches
come and
Yo yo what up what’s poppin
I’m back I’m back
Yo you got that piece ready for
me that Jesus piece
Nah the gold the rose gold
joint yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah let me see that oh shit
what is that some what’s what
the fuck is that platinum
Is that What’s that chain right
there is that’s white gold
that’s platinum
Is that plat well niggas doing
platinum again niggas doing
niggas ain’t eve