J. Cole - Knock On Wood lyrics

(Cole, cole, cole, cole And on the count of 3 Baby girl Cole, cole, cole, cole And on the count of 3 Baby girl Cole, cole, cole, cole Hey And on the count of 3 Blow up - ah Blow up - ah) Yea - and that I will n***a and that I will I keep a checklist of rappers that I'mma k** I used to play the bleachers before I had a deal Now a n***a gettin burnt, just imagine how that feel Mmm, ill, fantastic Flip rhymes, flip beats, n***a jamnastics Your style hot now but they just can't last wit Somethin like the rap sandcastle Gone with the tide I'm here for the season Bend your a** over b**h I'm here for a reason Cole breezin, flow freezin This ain't spittin ho - I'm sneezin Used to hit South Beach, stay at the Parisian No fun n***a, low funds was the reason Old school bed that the hoes got pleased in Now them loes dos is what I throw peas in Man talk about a come up n***as see me in the street, they talkin bout The Come Up Or talk about The Warm Up Aye n***a when yo album drop? And why these little rappers like to run they mouth alot? And J. Cole are you really from the south or not? I see yo jeans, man them thangs musta cost alot Aye do you get a chance to hang out with the boss alot? Even them hatin n***as like you at the barbershop Cole! yeaaa, thats my motherf**in name n***a couldn't even watch the allstar game Had to do the ole valentines day thang Gotta play the game so my lady won't complain 3 or 4 days I'll be back on a plane Do a couple shows where the people know my name Look man the crowd full of pretty young thangs If you gone do dirt then you can't leave a stain Mane, tiger woods ya'll He like the white girls I like them hoods yall She got her hair straight, she got a good job She give the best brain, she got them good jaws I got that good game, thats cause I'm good ya'll J. Cole the little engine that could ya'll And yea I'm comin for the top like I should ya'll And b**h I'll never fall off Knock on wood ya'll Cole