J. Cole - Royal Flush lyrics
J. Cole [Jermaine Lamarr Cole] Frankfurt, Germany/Fayetteville, North Carolina, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[J. Cole - Royal Flush lyrics]
Okay, I roll up, hold up
Look at how I showed up
I blowed up, had a hole up in my pocket
Now it's sewed up
They feinin' for that crack
You know that rock, i got that product
You niggas tryna stop it, better load up
I hang my coat up
Aye, I'm gon' be here for a while so I smile
Haters i'm on that green like a flower
Like an alligator now or later
I'm serving niggas I'm a sound waiter
Just tell me what you want
I bring that back an hour later
Look how I cater
Dog what you afraid of? Nothing
They talking gangsta without no data
They fronting
Jackie-Chan, Jean-Claude-Van-Dam
Straight stunting
I wish a nigga would say something
I'm a Carolina nigga, boy I got it on my back
Piggy back style I ain't talking 'bout no tat
And I'ma rep the Ville in
Every city that I'm at
And I guarantee I'm bringing home plaques
Shoutout to my brother Zach, and my mother
I love ya
Yea look ain't that about a bitch?
This nigga on his own dick
They say I'm like the human body
I produce my own shit
And I toot my horns, a star when I was born
My name ain't James, my word is bond
Yea shoutout to Canibus
Had a similar line 98-99
Damn, that was the times never
Mind dwelling in the past
You're listening to the future
The flows gets tighter, them hoes get looser
Then they wanna seduce ya like Medusa
Be cool
I said I got a girl, she told me, "Me too!"
So that must mean you want a
Nigga to eat that seafood
Baby don't be foolish but call her
I'll watch her do it
Yea and this is only "The Warm Up" yea