J. Cole - Higher lyrics

[Hook] Come here I'm about to take you higher We about to set this b**h 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 b**h 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***a need a filling If you got a man, do that n***a need a fill-in She said looks k** and I'm tryin to make a k**in' And God willing, I'd be chilling on the boat n***a Love is a gamble, I ain't dealin' with no broke n***a Down in Miami, with a super ho 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***a with a all-star name Somethin' like James, somethin like Wade If you something like paid you can f** tonight Yeah she said f** some nice J's What about your life savings, won't spend her life slavin' So she graduated, rich n***a wife training And if you got money man the head is amazing [Hook] [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***a, 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** with you was impossible Count your baby daddy's now, 2 and a possible Uh, you still got it though, yeah you still got it though Girl your body lookin' like a f**in' 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 you're 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 [Hook] [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 cla** Cause yo a** 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***a act like a b**h, 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 s** 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 that I'd have 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** it we continuing Get your a** in that position, I love to bend you in [Hook]