Can't Get Enough

J. Cole

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    (ahhh) cole world
    (ahhh) southside
    Can't get enough, can't get enough
    (ahhh) eastside, westside, worldwide
    Ride out

    Now i ain't got no kids yet, but this right here's for practice
    I hate to get the seats in the benz wet, but that's how good yo' ass is
    Make an old man get his glasses, make wesley pay his taxes
    Then follow yo' moves all week on twitter, prolly make a gay nigga reconsider
    You now rockin' with the best, mayne, dress game down to the sex game
    Won't brag, but the boy been blessed, mayne, let you play with the stick, ovechkayne
    She calling, she texting, she's falling, but lemme explain
    Gotta tell your old boyfriend skate, girl, 'cause a nigga don't play them ex games
    No! straight sexing, no handcuff or arresting
    And i ain't comin' offa my last name, 'cause i really can't take no stressing
    'bout where i done been, who i done hit, your homegirl sayin', "he a bad boy"
    But i'm signed to the roc, no time for the gossip, bitch, put down them tabloids

    She said "i heard you got a main chick
    A mistress and some hoes
    You be up to no good
    And everybody knows
    My homegirls tried to warn me
    They tried to let me know
    But what you got, i need a lot
    So i can't let you go"

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    She said
    "i, can't get enough, can't get enough"
    (i-need-that)
    "i, can't get enough, can't get enough"
    (i-need-that)
    "i can't get enough of what you got
    Good god, you hit the spot
    Tried to let go but i just could not
    So don't you stop, i need that"

    Hey, globetrotter, cole hotter, even way out in london town
    Hoes holla 'cause they love my sound, and i got love for the underground
    Kweli, pimp c, h-town where bun get down
    Met a bad bitch that'll cut all night, that'll suck all night, you just cut off lights
    Almost missed my flight, tryna get my last little nut, all right?
    She be down for whatever, whenever i wanna get up in the guts, all right?
    Never fuss or fight, on the grind tryna find this lettuce
    I love it when you give me head, i hate it when you give me headaches

    She said "i heard you got a main chick
    A mistress and some hoes
    You be up to no good
    And everybody knows
    My homegirls tried to warn me
    They tried to let me know
    But what you got, i need a lot
    So i can't let you go"

    She said
    "i, can't get enough, can't get enough"
    (i-need-that)
    "i, can't get enough, can't get enough"
    (i-need-that)
    "i can't get enough of what you got
    Good god, you hit the spot
    Tried to let go but i just could not
    So don't you stop, i need that"

    Hey, cole world, baby, ain't nothin' sunny
    I see 'em hatin', but it ain't nuttin' to me
    I'm from the ville, where they bang for the money
    And carry fo'-fives like change for a twenty
    So what i look like scurred?
    Them niggas over there look like nerds
    Never mind that, girl, let's make a track
    I'll beat the pussy up, that's the hook right thurr
    That's the hook, right there
    There's the hook, right there
    Never mind that, girl, let's make a track
    I'll beat the pussy up, that's the hook right thurr

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    Composición: B Kidd, Trey Songz, Jermaine A Cole, Emile Beni Soumah e Ibrahima Sori Kandia Kouyate

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