J. Cole - Knock on Wood (Freestyle) lyrics
J. Cole [Jermaine Lamarr Cole] Frankfurt, Germany/Fayetteville, North Carolina, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[J. Cole - Knock on Wood Freestyle lyrics]
Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, and on
The count of three, baby girl
Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, and on
The count of three, baby girl
Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, hey
And on the count of three, Blow up, Blow up
Yeah, and that I will, nigga, that I will
I keep a checklist of rappers that I'mma kill
I used to play the bleachers
Before I had a deal
Now a nigga gettin burnt
Just imagine how that feel
Hmm, ill, fantastic
Flip rhymes, flip beats, nigga, "Jam"nastics
Your style hot now
But they just can't last with
Something like the rap sand-castle
Gone with the tide, I'm here for the seasons
Bend yo' ass over bitch I'm here for a reason
Cold breezin', flow freezin'
This ain't spittin' ho, I'm sneezin'
Used to hit South Beach, stay at the Parisian
No fun nigga, low funds was the reason
Old school bed that the hoes got please, d in
Now them Lowes doors, is what I throw keys in
Man, talk about a come up
Niggas see me in the street they
Talk about 'The Come Up'
Or talk about 'The Warm Up'
Or "Nigga, when your album drop?"
And why these lil' rappers like
To run their mouth alot? And J cole
Are you really from the south or not?
I see your jeans, man them thangs
Must have cost a lot
Aye do you get a chance to hang
Out with the boss a lot?
Even them hating niggas like
You at the barbershop
Cole yeah, that's my muhfucking name
Nigga couldn't even watch the All Star game
Had to do the whole Valentines Day thang
Gotta play the game
So my lady won't complain
Three or four days, I be back on a plane
Do a couple shows
Where the people know my name look man
The crowd full of pretty young dames
If you gonna do dirt, then
You can't leave a stain, man!
Tiger Woods y'all he like them white girls
I like them hoods y'all
She got her head straight, she got a good job
She give the best brain
She got them good jaw
I got that good game, that's cause I'm good
Y'all
And J cole the lil' engine that could, y'all
And yeah I'm coming for the
Top, like I should, y'all
And bitch I never fall off, knock on wood
Y'all cole
The count of three, baby girl
Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, and on
The count of three, baby girl
Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, hey
And on the count of three, Blow up, Blow up
Yeah, and that I will, nigga, that I will
I keep a checklist of rappers that I'mma kill
I used to play the bleachers
Before I had a deal
Now a nigga gettin burnt
Just imagine how that feel
Hmm, ill, fantastic
Flip rhymes, flip beats, nigga, "Jam"nastics
Your style hot now
But they just can't last with
Something like the rap sand-castle
Gone with the tide, I'm here for the seasons
Bend yo' ass over bitch I'm here for a reason
Cold breezin', flow freezin'
This ain't spittin' ho, I'm sneezin'
Used to hit South Beach, stay at the Parisian
No fun nigga, low funds was the reason
Old school bed that the hoes got please, d in
Now them Lowes doors, is what I throw keys in
Man, talk about a come up
Niggas see me in the street they
Talk about 'The Come Up'
Or talk about 'The Warm Up'
Or "Nigga, when your album drop?"
And why these lil' rappers like
To run their mouth alot? And J cole
Are you really from the south or not?
I see your jeans, man them thangs
Must have cost a lot
Aye do you get a chance to hang
Out with the boss a lot?
Even them hating niggas like
You at the barbershop
Cole yeah, that's my muhfucking name
Nigga couldn't even watch the All Star game
Had to do the whole Valentines Day thang
Gotta play the game
So my lady won't complain
Three or four days, I be back on a plane
Do a couple shows
Where the people know my name look man
The crowd full of pretty young dames
If you gonna do dirt, then
You can't leave a stain, man!
Tiger Woods y'all he like them white girls
I like them hoods y'all
She got her head straight, she got a good job
She give the best brain
She got them good jaw
I got that good game, that's cause I'm good
Y'all
And J cole the lil' engine that could, y'all
And yeah I'm coming for the
Top, like I should, y'all
And bitch I never fall off, knock on wood
Y'all cole