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(Cole World Out in the UK) (Aww yeah) [Verse 1: Tinie Tempah] You fucking with the Knights of the Temple Mental, how am I successful? Niggas chose the pen, while I picked up the pencil Grew up listening to So Solid and Essentials Always round P's like some lentils Bitch I do you like a weight lifter and hold everything against you Everything happens like it was meant too I ain't tryna sound like a promoter Bitch I'm tryna sound like Yoda when I say tonight is gonna be eventful Black brer, black hat, black sack, black hat, black J's Uh, black ring, black snap back, matt black ring, black Audemar Piguet Uh, black girl, black diamonds, everything black fam, blacker than Blade Uh, lean't back, bringing back to back, screaming Rest In Peace, say mate! Heart goes out to her family my cabinet's looking fancy With Brit's and Ivor Novello's, I left a space for a Grammy If it ain't Adele out in London, I'm with Pharrell in Miami And fuck around and I go opposite of Mahatma Gandhi, my nigga uh [Chorus:] You ain't got enough bottles in your bucket Bitch you ballin' on a whole different budget Like it or love it SongtexteGotta go to drive through to get them nuggets They gone lose it if they see us out in public Like it or love it True a girl that's badder than Latoya Letoya Luckett And I told her we ain't fucking til she suck it Like it or love it (Aww yeah) Like it or love it [Verse 2: Wretch 32] I'm saying like it or love I weren't designed for a budget I got emotional money I can cry you a hundred Wipe my eyes with a twenty Wipe my ass with a fifty But I get the same attention when I drive through the city People sayin' they worry that I'm gettin' too flash You know how hard it was to get on Jools fam? They wanted me to flop so urban never comes back When under pressure can you handle all that So the same amount of ice that's in my rings in my drink I be filling up my boat, still I pray I never sink This the realest shit I wrote Lately I've been on a binge Rocking diamonds in a club can make you feel like a king Aww yeah! Ladies surrounding my table They see my Ralph and they thinking that I'm stable Wan' see my house but I take 'em to the same walls Check in, check out, do you think I'm playing fool? [Chorus] [Verse 3: J. Cole] Impossible, impossible How many nigga don' jock the flow Young boy from Fayettenam, how you gon' tell me not to go? The south of France we out in Cannes and I ain't never been on no yacht before I took the bitch, she went with me, we literally just rocked the boat Nigga, lock the vault, sewn up, young Simba, grown up Told y'all I was growing up, now I'm on ya'll I'm a load up You was hatin' me, cops waiting patiently for me to fall gracefully Know a couple ya'll couldn't wait to see You bitch niggas better own up Phenomenal, tired of acting like y'all don't know Hoes fallin' like domino She ain't fucking she gotta go Am I wrong cause I got some dough and copped a couple finer things G-Shock to Rolex, my, how the times have changed! Life's better now, might spend a thou' for a bright sweater Tell 'em that my price went up now Had the right set up, ain't no way I might let up now Do you know how I'll it feel to make a dyke get aroused Nigga [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania