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J. COLE lyrics : "Throw it Up"

YeahYeah, uhYea,YeaYeahCarolina, ^!$$%Fayettenam, ^!$$%YeaThis is for them street ^!$$%s to them deep ^!$$%s,Them politics, them geek ^!$$%s,To them freak (*##$es that swallow dick, it's real.Or them sheet ^!$$%s ain't proud of %#@! ^!$$%s, and still,Even them bleak ^!$$%s without a cent could feel.I never sleep ^!$$%, I gotta get them millsI never cheat ^!$$%, my heart is with the ville.When ^!$$%s greet ^!$$%s with hollow tips, but chill.You'll never reach ^!$$%, I got an itch to kill.Word, a ^!$$% bringing heat to the thirdMy %#@! in every street, like the curb.So (*##$es wanna meet cause I'm deep with my words,So them ^!$$%s wanna peep like a perv,But peep game.Before they start saying "He changed,"A real ^!$$% can never forget where he came.So if I'm up in Carolina kicking deep game,Or if I'm riding through Queens like the E-train,I throw it up!YeaIf you a down south ^!$$%, throw it up, (and)If you an east coast ^!$$%, throw it up, (yea)If you a west coast ^!$$%, throw it up, (ay)If you a mid-west ^!$$%, throw it up, (ay)If you a Fayettenam ^!$$%, throw it up, (yea)If you a ATL ^!$$%, throw it up,New York to L.A. ^!$$%s, throw it up,Yeah, Chi town throw it up (yea)As you ^!$$%s smoking more kush,South ^!$$%s wreaking ^!$$%s, ask George Bush,Ask Bill Clinton, a ^!$$% Will Smithin'My jeans a 'lil less baggy, money still fittin.'The streets a lil less rowdy, but they still kickin'Them Randy Johnson O.G. ^!$$%s still pitchin'And yeah, I know she got a man, but I'm still hittin'So when he be up in that %#@!, he be like "This feels different,"No %#@!, throw dick like the veteran I am,I got that vitamin D, it's like medicine to them.I got her climaxing like it's never finna end,That's why she $#&@ing me a lot better than her man.She try a new trick, she so wet a ^!$$% swam,Like a salmon in this (*##$, my dick drowning in that %#@!.They love a fly ^!$$% on that frisbee %#@!.Plus a ^!$$% get Gs like them Disney flicks.I throw it up!YeaIf you a down south ^!$$%, throw it up,If you an east coast ^!$$%, throw it up, (yea)If you a west coast ^!$$%, throw it up, (yea)If you a mid-west ^!$$%, throw it up, (yea)If you a Bull city ^!$$%, throw it up, (yea)If you a H-town ^!$$%, throw it up, (yea)You represent that Bay ^!$$%, throw it up, (yea)And if you from that BK ^!$$%, throw it up (yea)Greedy ^!$$%s want the money, so that's where my aim is,Hoe ^!$$%s love the attention, wanna be famous,Real ^!$$%s $#&@ the attention, they know it's dangerous,Rather make a mil' and nobody know what my name is, (uh)But that's the price when you nice with it.And them ladies gonna like cause you light-skinned,I take advantage of the situation,I'm hitting dimes from Atlanta up to Pennsylvania.They catch feelings and I switch next,"I made it clear baby, just sex,I'm too young to settle down, shorty get dressed!"Even them white girls tryna be my princess,But I only $#&@ with sisters like incest.I've been stressed, I'm so in-depth,I get this weight up off my chest like a bench-press,I sense death in the air, but it's nothing for me,Some ^!$$%s better be aware or meet the cousin of sleep, get it?You slow ^!$$%s still ain't felt that %#@!.How she gonna upgrade me dog? I built that %#@!.Rapping's a cash cow, finna milk that (*##$,You better hit up homocide, I just killed that %#@!, boy!Throw it up ^!$$%!Throw Throw it, Throw it up!Yeah!

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