A Smooth One from The Newport Jazz Festival 1959

歌詞

[J. Cole - Hook] La la la la laaah, They aint got nothing on me Hey hey La la la la la la la They aint got nothing on me [J. Cole Verse 1] The lil engine that could This lil n-gga is good Rappers claiming they sick I heal n-ggas for good Cause homie I've been ill Since Hilfiger was hood (haha remember that? Hilfiger cargoe's) Won't admit it but if you was a real n-gga you would And now i got your chick n-gga She'll get out the hood And no I would peck her but she peck on my wood And she do it so good I gotta thank her I got her ass clapping thats how I congratulate her She like to roll the dro up in the bed go higher Pepsi cola Michael Jackson and her head so fire I love this lil red bone Maya She be getting louder than a set of Dr Dre head phones try her If you ever need her She got a man that don't never see her And when his phone ring he looking like "this better be her" This unrelated but I wish I could have met Aaliyah And when I get to heaven, homie I better see her But what you think it's really like behind the purley gates No murder rates all the bad sh-t we heard of race And can we still do the fun sh-t we did love and if so Then do you think some angels work in strip clubs Well if so I be trying to get my d-ck rubbed Make it rain filling up their tip cups Throwing ones... [Chorus] Yeah n-gga I'm the one (hey hey) Say Im the one Yeah boy I'm the one Hey yeah Now I'm the one thus meaning no one must try No two no three no four, no why? Cause I'm the one Yeah n-gga I'm the one [J. Cole - Verse 2] Now every n-gga keep talking keep walking This the Ville where the real killers dont speak often But leave you leaking on the concrete police talking My flow Lehman Marcus You're so flea market so don't be starting cause Cole retarded I be sh-tting on my n-ggas and my dough be farting They wont even say excuse me Usually the groupies don't amuse me Just wanna say I rate the tape my paper my loosely(?) But can I take a lil dip in your Jacuzzi Now I aint Biggie but I got you feeling juicy Ohh she feeling like she never before I bet she enver forget me like an elephant won't I guarantee I'm gon sell em if you ever been poor Or if you're trying to be rich And this economy shhh if anything making money man Its probably this Boy I'm the one... [Chorus] [Hook] [Third verse from "Who Dat"] The lil engine that could This lil nigga is good Rappers claiming they sick i heal niggas for good A couple of yall aint took a field trip to the hood Ay me im fresh prince im will smith to the hood Baby! Aint sayin names but we not the same All that money and the fame dont change the fact that u lame Might wanna grab you a chain wanna tip up your hat Might wanna purchase some game homie your shit is so wack!!! I got my finger on the trigger tell that nigga hold datt Boy im picture perfect baby you can check the Kodak Hey so anything you can do i can do better And any chick you can screw i can get wetter Im young black get to live my life on the run! Bet ya bottom dollar before im done They say that im the oneeeeeee Yeah nigga im the onee HA!! [Chorus]