a damn girl, lift up that pretty blue bra Now I'm in it deep, seeing just how pretty you are And that kitty go hard Lord, Im up in that, got that type
Uh Yeah Yeah Uh [Verse One] I had this little bad thing somethin' like them 10's She gave a nigga mad brain somethin' like the wiz But you see the sad
Ha-yea Carolina stand Up!! (humming) Im good to go yo, yea I woke up early in the morning hoes blowing up my phone Aint no use for small talking when
the sun down even when the sun up! Hear the sound out the window of the gun bust And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked But, this how niggas was brung up
talking to her shoes The only son, what a thing to lose More blacks singing more blues More niggas pouring more brews Poor dude he was young like 21, straight up
Yep Da dump dump This is the....warm up Ok I roll up, hold up, look at how I showed up I blowed up had a hole up in my pocket now its sowed up They feenin
That was the warm (that was the warm up baby) Aiight, Elite for real. One tape and Im up out of here One, yup, yea Lord please forgive me for my sinning
mean crazy like it fucking its actually crazy You know what I mean? Yea Seems like I always had crushes on chicks I couldn't have And then I end up fucking
suspense no longer And you know just put J. Cole on the spot Yea, anyway can turn me up? Yea, yea, yea Hey, yea, there's no way to turn me up? If not
all a nigga got So, if it's 'bout that C.R.E.A.M, then I'm all up in the spot I'm just warmin' up, I'm hot but naw I ain't flashin' I never gave a fuck
, don't play no games Now look they say you blowin up, hey is it true fired up? I say girl they wasn't kiddin like they tubes tied up I'm hollin hey
ain't no king Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything Every nigga can't dunk, so white man can jump They shooting niggas fo' they even tell em put their hands up
Uh, yea let me warm up man, let me warm up man! I got to warm up man! Yea, Elite what up! Yea Warm Up Yea, look niggas wanna know the formula for success
t trynna spilt you up! Okay give me your number And later I'm a hit you up If you sleep I get you up Ride over and pick you up If it's clean I'll lick
to represent me, yea! Im out for dead fuckin presidents to represent me!-The warm up! Yea, the warm up!-yea the warm up (This is, the warm up!) Verse
obvious Im here to stay, a fucking hotel I came up, I warmed up! The next up, I blow up! If you aint peep the trend by now with each rap I go up Look
ass lawn I get my weight up, Inflat up and make these old niggas open the gate up at the mansions that they laid up in Like, "Hello my name is Cole"
down And it don't matter how far I'll be around (I hold it down) [Verse 2] You was my nigga from the younger days We grew up I went to school, you went
