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点击复制Land Of The Snakes - J. Cole
Lyrics by：Jermaine Cole/André Benjamin/Antwan Patton/David Sheats
Composed by：Jermaine Cole/André Benjamin/Antwan Patton/David Sheats
This the s**t I used to roll down Lewis Street with
Lord, know some h*es from the past like,
"d**n Cole, wish I knew that you would be rich"
Well, should've asked
It's funny how these niggas on some real"Be cool with me"s**t
I bagged two b***hes like it's two of me b***h
This the s**t I used to roll down Lewis Street with
Finally got my own bedroom in this b***h
No more sleeping in my brother's room
Like man I might as well be sleeping in my mother's room
Cause how I'm supposed to sneak h*es with my bro here
Plus she gong find out I been rocking all this old gear
This is flow here
This is no fair
This is so pure
This is so clear
This is one breath
This is no air
Ain't no wedding and I do the most here
I'm the President you the co-chair
You the player, yeah, I'm the coach here
Nigga I coast here
That's why they got me set up on this West Coast here
Avoiding the snakes, AK's, and coke yeah
Get my d**k wet but I never let it soak there
Man I been thinking about moving out
What Country boy in the city in New York nine years
Ran that s**t like Diddy
Riding through South Side Queens like Fiddy
Nothing's impossible
And all you lame niggas show me what not to do
I met a real bad b***h in the club tonight
She told me,"Watch the snakes cause they watching you"
I told her,"Aw baby don't stop
I ain't looking for the way to your heart"
She said,"You bout to miss church" while she riding me
I like my sundaes with a cherry on top
Make that ass drop
Make that ass drop
Make that ass drop
Make that ass drop
Now if you only had one wish is it devious
Cause you already know who your genie is
Can't get a cover now your mag on my penis
Like d**n he turned out to be a genius
D**n real s**t nigga no Pixar
You niggas soft like Meagan Good's lips are
My kicks hard
My whip hard
I came out the womb with my d**k hard
Back when I was playing Stomp the Yard
It be a bunch of niggas up on campus talking hard
Don't get exposed to these h*es boy knock it off
I seen your mama in a Benz when she dropped you off
D**n now who more thorough than me
I paint a picture of my pain for the world to see
Could paint a picture of the game but my girl would see
Gotta ask myself,"What mean the world to me"
Nothing's impossible
And all you lame niggas show me what not to do
I met a real bad b***h in the club tonight
She told me,"Watch the snakes cause they watching you"
I told her,"Aw baby don't stop I ain't looking for the way to your heart"
She said,"You bout to miss church"while she riding me
I like my sundaes with a cherry on top
Make that ass drop
Make that ass drop
Make that ass drop
Make that ass drop
This the s**t I used to roll down Lewis Street with
This the s**t I used to roll down Lewis Street with
A little Fayettenam nigga out in Beverly Hills
That's when I ran into this chick I went to college with
Yeah back when a nigga was on scholarship
Was in a rush but I still stopped to holla, s**t
That's the least I owed her cause I tried to hit
On the first night, nah I ain't proud of it
I boned her in my dorm room and kicked her out of it
And I never called back, how thoughtfuless
Now I'm standing in the streets tryna politic with her
In her mind she calling me a misogynist nigga
On some Bobby Brown s**t my prerogative is to hit and never commit
Now realizing when I hit she never forgets
So every time I ignore the telephone call
Saying I'll hit her back knowing I'm never gong call
She was hurting
Now she staring dead in my face she was smirking
Like,"Yeah I remember and nah you ain't worth s**t, nigga
You ain't worth s**t, nigga"
This the s**t I used to roll down Lewis Street with