WATERBOYZ
J. Cole, JID, EarthGang
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Yeah What's up, man? (What's up, man?) What's up, gang? (What's up, gang?) I'm gettin' this money (gettin' this money) I'm fuckin' this fame (man, f*ck this fame) I'm trappin' this water (trappin' this water) Making shit shake (making shit shake) Give me a dollar (give me a dollar) Bitch, give me a break (bitch, give me a break) Most likely to succeed, most likely twist my weed (yeah, yeah) Most likely took your money doin' somethin' I believe (slick shit) Most likely put the city on my back it ain't a V (ain't a V) Most likely got the people goin' crazy overseas I been in the Taurus (I been in the Taurus) I been in the Jeep (I been in the Jeep) I been in the Crown Vic and the Mercury (abd the Mercury) Push the three hundred (push the three hundred) Like a Bentley (like a Bentley) Niggas ain't nothin' if they ain't with me (if they ain't with me) Yeah, yeah, set up the future for my M's, this shit ain't cheap Know it's a dirty, dirty game, but bitch on me you better not cheat Shawty a deep, shawty a freak, whatever I walk, gold on my feet Down to my last, I was fucked up, I was down bad like cornrow Meek See, hoochies pop coochies for Gucci And models will swallow for Prada But bitch, I don't even want that shit If I felt like I buy you, you, you, you, you, that, that and this I'm lit What's up, man? (What's up, man?) What's up, gang? (What's up, gang?) We gettin' this money (we gettin' this money) I'm fuckin' this fame (man, f*ck this fame) I'm trappin' this water (trappin' this water) Making shit shake (making shit shake) Give me a dollar (give me a dollar) Bitch, give me a break (bitch, give me a break) (whoa, whoa) What up kinfolks? What up twin? What the hell they say happened to Tim? Man, I heard he got locked up again I been meanin' to talk to him And say the streets don't play no games So pray for safety All he gon' say is, "Okay, okay" But he steady bangin' like the 808s Say your boy is breakin' the bank I should hire my boy on a day-to-day That's the way he could stay out the way Sanitation, we stay out the wastes Sunset, he wanna stay at the one Get a woman, run away to L.A. Where the Devil's waiting And the hoochies pop pussy for Pucci And robbers be robbin' the robbers I see the evil is in disguise, all of my idols already died I took a flight and I took a drive Made a left, hit the light and this lil' guy said What's up, man? (What's up, man?) What's up, gang? (What's up, gang?) I'm gettin' this money (gettin' this money) I'm fuckin' this fame (man, f*ck this fame) I'm trappin' this water (trappin' this water) Making shit shake (making shit shake) Give me a dollar (give me a dollar) Bitch, give me a break (bitch, give me a break) Boy, you look thirsty (need some water) Shit, a nigga been workin' Shit, a nigga been hustlin' Shit, a nigga been hurtin' Shit, a nigga been strokin', bitches been squirtin' My flow pull out, the opposite of early Nigga been wipin' up dookie and burpin' I was with the toolie right on my person I be on Southside swervin', goin' like a fly route Moms on the grind, goin' hard, look at my child Pop's at the bar with the Yak in the car When my new shit drop, you can all quit your jobs now Fuckin' on the thot, and she give the best top, wow Backshot, pound, dog her out like a Chow Chow Waterworld, hustle 'til the whole world drownin' And grandmomma got fought at the water fountain Ridin' 'round with the fivr percent tint on the Crown Vic G's move in silence, rather make moves then announcements See an opportunity and pounce it You at the red light surrounded Better go 'head with the clown shit You gon' regret when you doubted You know you left when we was down bad sleepin' on couches Ha, should've fucked around and found out, bitch What's up, man? (What's up, man?) What's up, gang? (What's up, gang?) I'm gettin' this money (gettin' this money) I'm fuckin' this fame (man, f*ck this fame) I'm trappin' this water (trappin' this water) Making shit shake (making shit shake) Give me a dollar (give me a dollar) Bitch, give me a break (bitch, give me a break) Most likely to succeed (yeah, yeah), most likely twist my weed (yeah, yeah) Most likely took your money (yeah, yeah) doin' somethin' I believe (yeah, yeah) Most likely put the city (yeah, yeah) on my back it ain't a V (yeah, yeah) Most likely got the people (yeah, yeah) goin' crazy overseas (uh) I been in the Taurus (I been in the Taurus) I been in the Jeep (I been in the Jeep) I been in the Crown Vic and the Mercury (and the Mercury) Push the three hundred (push the three hundred) Like a Bentley (like a Bentley) Niggas ain't nothin' if they ain't with me (if they ain't with me) (uh, yeah) Me, I been layin' low, peepin' this shit from a distance And checkin' this chicken, no GMO These niggas look rich but they broke, I be playin' poor Please don't get it fucked up from this homeless aesthetic Whole lot of homes And I ain't even put up the tour but it sold out already I'm general sell high, niggas is breaded I'm gettin' it now and shit is pathetic They only respect when you talkin' your shit I ain't really that nigga to toot his own horn But today, look, I'm honkin' this bitch No more Off-Season, it's capital B on my car season If I happen to be in the mall and you catch yourself lookin' at me Then you're stargazin' Don't be dappin' with me if your heart shakin' Two-faced niggas get the business, I went from rags to riches There's too many bags, I can't do the math, bitch, I need a statistician I think I might enter the draft the way I got a ratchet, ask the Pistons Y'all niggas Planet Fitness, I don't panic, no-no Kyrie under pressure, my handles are cold They can't f*ck with me and I stand on that quote That's never gon' change like Santa Claus clothes I know a young man wanna stand on my throat But I never hate, I'm a fan of lil' bro But bro got a long way to go (yo) If he think that he ever gon' catch up with Cole What's up, man? (What's up, man?) What's up, gang? (What's up, gang?) I'm gettin' this money (gettin' this money) I'm fuckin' this fame (man, f*ck this fame) I'm trappin' this water (trappin' this water) Making shit shake (making shit shake) Give me a dollar (give me a dollar) Bitch, give me a break (bitch, give me a break)
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Written by: Benjamin Tolbert, Daoud Anthony, Eian P arker, Michael Neil, Olu Fann
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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