You Got It

[Intro: Janelle Monáe] May this song reach your heart May this song reach your heart [Chorus: J. Cole] Ayy, one time (One time), one time (One time), ayy, throw your hands to the sky tonight 'Cause I think I see the baddest little thing in the world right now, but I gotta make sure I'm right And girl, you dead right, if your head right, I'll be there every night, I just might change your life 'Cause, baby, you got it (You got it), you got it (You got it) You got it (You got it), you got it (You got it), hey [Verse 1: J. Cole] Hey, Cole World, real cold world I watch you hit the floor and watch it drop it real low, girl Last time I seen you, was a lil' old girl Had a crush, now we grown and you still so thorough Uh, clap for her, work it 'til you exhausted I swear ain't nothin' worse than a bad bitch that lost it Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass Goddamn, your ex-man is a dumbass When you was leavin', did he put up a fight? Was he stressing you? Wasn't fucking you right? Well, one man's trash is another man's treasure One man's pain is another man's pleasure One damn thing you can't change is the weather But even if it rain, we get rained on together Huh, it's whatever, you shine, I shine I know you got a nine-to-five, I'll be your five-to-nine [Chorus: J. Cole] Ayy, one time (One time), one time (One time), ayy, throw your hands to the sky tonight 'Cause I think I see the baddest little thing in the world right now, but I gotta make sure I'm right And girl, you dead right, if your head right, I'll be there every night, I just might change your life 'Cause, baby, you got it (You got it), you got it (You got it) You got it (You got it), you got it (You got it), hey [Post-Chorus: Janelle Monáe & J. Cole] May this song reach your heart Uh, man, I could hear 'em saying May this song reach your heart Ayy [Verse 2: J. Cole] Yeah, go 'head and pop it like you do in the mirror I'm picking through the crowd, tryna see a little clearer High heel wearer, uh, hell of a body The first one to spot you and I ain't telling nobody Nope, I'm peeking at your ass, winking at your ass If I don't bag, I'll be thinking 'bout your ass For the whole week, no time for cold feet She too bad to pass, so fine, I'm gon' speak I tell her my name Jermaine, I'm tryna be lowkey She tell me I got that flame, "Your rhymes are so deep" Damn, girl, thank you Shit, you so bad, know your daddy wish that he could still spank you Hold up 'fore these other niggas roll up and try and get you The ones that say they riders but never do ride with you I'm tryna vibe with you, so won't you throw me your phone number? And let them lames get your old number [Chorus: J. Cole] Ayy, one time (One time), one time (One time), ayy, throw your hands to the sky tonight 'Cause I think I see the baddest little thing in the world right now, but I gotta make sure I'm right And girl, you dead right, if your head right, I'll be there every night, I just might change your life 'Cause, baby, you got it (You got it), you got it (You got it) You got it (You got it), you got it (You got it), hey [Post-Chorus: Janelle Monáe & Wale] May this song reach your heart May this song reach your heart Roc Nation, Wale [Verse 3: Wale] Look, Cole World, still a cold world And a couple y'all is cool, but we a little more thorough Huh, whole time, a little more girls You know I spit that sick shit and there's still no cure Hold up, loud packs like I got cancer Choking on them white boys make a Black Panther Love my women with high heels and high standards And only cheat on my broad if I run out of answers I got that vicious flow, Moncler winter coat I ain't superstitious, I make all these broads split my pole Ha, you dig it, this shit ain't for beginners I'm somethin' like a fetus, see, I'm not quite kidding And there's something you ain't seeing like I block y'all vision Like my Remy with no juice, you a lot like Bishop Hundred K in twenty-two hours See, money talks, you motherfuckers is Boomhauer No check back, in debt, yep Loud in my J, y'all smoke that Gallaudet Higher than I need to be, flyer 'cause I need to be Love our conversation, but it's late right now, I need to beat One time for the 'Ville that Cole rep Another time for the city of the slow death I don't understand why these niggas so vexed I don't need no chains with no cross to know I'm blessed, hold up [Chorus: J. Cole] One time (One time), one time (One time), ayy, throw your hands to the sky tonight 'Cause I think I see the baddest little thing in the world right now, but I gotta make sure I'm right And girl, you dead right, if your head right, I'll be there every night, I just might change your life 'Cause, baby, you got it (You got it), you got it (You got it) You got it (You got it), you got it (You got it), hey [Outro: Janelle Monáe] May this song reach your heart May this song reach your heart