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J.COLE lyrics : "Higher"

[Chorus]
Come here I'm about to take you higher
We about to set this (*##$ on fire

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter
You might not be the one but you the one that I desire


Come here I'm about to take you higher
We about to set this (*##$ on fire
Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter

You might not be the one but hey?

[Verse 1]

Uh, what up girl, tell me how you feelin'
You look sweet enough to make a n-gga need a filling
If you gotta man, do that n-gga need a fill in

She said looks kill and I'm tryin to make a killin'
And God willing, I'd be chilling on the boat n-gga
Love is a gamble, I ain't dealin' with no broke n-gga

Down in Miami, with a super hoe team
Tryin' to bag a brother with a Super Bowl ring
Down in Dallas at the All-Star game

Spittin' All-Star game
Tryna get a n-gga with a all-star name
Somethin' like James, somethin like Wade

If you somethin' like paid, you can f-ck the night
Yeah, she said f-ck some nice jeans
What about your life savings, won't spend our lives slavin'

So she graduated, rich n-gga, wife training
And if you got money man the head is amazing


[Chorus]

[Verse 2]

What up girl, tell me how you been
Ain't seen ya since the 12th grade, even back then,
Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

But you done got thick on a n-gga, god damn
Hey now got a thing for you
Its been a long time comin, I should hang with you

Cause see way back, I thought to f-ck with you was impossible
Count your baby daddy's now, 2 aint impossible
Uh, you still got it though, yeah you still got it though

Girl your body lookin' like a f-ckin' pot of gold
You got your mean little walk with the model pose
You got your head did, you got designer clothes

You still got it though, yeah you still got it though
You got your nails did, damn girl your on a roll
Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

Don't worry bout your man baby, he ain't gotta know

[Chorus]


[Verse 3]
Hey, I get bored so fast that they won't last

But girl you're special like i met you in the slow class
Cause yo $$# got me fiending for ya so far
My life is like a movie, would you be my co-star

Like Halle Berry, your old n-gga act like a (*##$, like Tyler Perry
You caught him down in Memphis cheating like Calipari
I see you like to stay up on your ESPN

If your mind is on sex you must got ESP then
Had a crush on way back, I wasn't VIP then
But I was plotting on you, I really wish I had got to know you

Before we grew up and I blew up with these benjamins
That way I know for sure your love is really genuine
Is you my homie, well show me what kind of friend you is

Well if its phony your only cause I can get you ins
Too late for turning back, f-ck it we continuing
Get your $$# in that position i love to bend you in


[Chorus]
Come here I'm about to take you higher

We about to set this (*##$ on fire
Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter
You might not be the one but you the one that I desire


Come here I'm about to take you higher
We about to set this (*##$ on fire
Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter
You might not be the one but you the one that I desire

[End]

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