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Forbidden Fruit

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2016-12-26

  Forbidden Fruitm - J Cole

  Me and my bitch

  Took a little trip

  Down to the garden

  Took a little dip (oh noo)

  Apple juice falling from her lips

  Took a little sip (boom)

  Little sip

  Took a little sip

  Took a little sip

  T-T-Took a little, took a little, took a little sip (uh)

  Uh huh

  Ey yo

  I walked through the valley of the shadow of death

  When niggas hold tec's like they mad at the ref

  That's why I keep a cross on my chest

  Either that or a vest

  Do you believe that Eve had Adam in check?

  And if so

  You gotta expect that to sip juice

  From the forbidden fruit and get loose

  Cole is the king, most definite

  My little black book thicker

  Than the old testament

  Niggas pay for head

  But the pussy so separate

  Same bitch giving brains to the minister

  The same reason

  They call Mr. Cee "the finisher"

  Forbidden fruit, watch for the Adam's apple

  Slick with words don't hate me, son

  What you eat don't make me shit

  And who you f**k don't make me come

  Put a price on my head won't make me run

  Try to kill me but it can't be done

  Cause my words gon' live forever

  You put two and two together Cole here forever

  Me and my bitch

  Took a little trip

  Down to the garden

  Took a little dip (oh noo)

  Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip (boom)

  Bitches come and go (You know that)

  Money come and go (You know that)

  Love come and go (Don't shit last)

  Bitches come and go (You know that)

  Money come and go (You know that)

  Love come and go (Don't shit last)

  Take a seat baby girl

  You've been all in my mind

  I know I ain't called gotta pardon my grind

  Just copped a maroon 5

  No Adam Levine

  Came a man by myself, only father was time

  I know she relate baby daddy ain't shit

  So she raised that nigga kids

  But she swallowing mine

  And that's why you all in my mind

  All in my line like calling number nine

  Cause a nigga poppin'

  Like Harlem in the nine-

  Seven, way before Mase was a reverend

  I was a young niggas making A's at 11

  At 12, tryna get that taste of the heaven

  Or hell... only time will tell

  F**k her while her mama home "baby, don't yell"

  How many record do a nigga gotta sell

  Just to get the cover of the double X L

  A fader, f**k a magazine hater

  When I say that I'm the greatest

  I ain't talking about later

  I'mma drop the album the same day as Kanye

  Just to show the boys the man now like Wanye

  And I don't mean no disrespect

  I praise legends

  But this what next the boy sick, can't diss him

  Life's a bitch and the pussy's wet

  My clip is loaded and this the kiss of... death. Blah.

  Me and my bitch

  Took a little trip

  Down to the garden

  Took a little dip (oh noo)

  Apple juice falling from her lips

  Took a little sip (boom)

  Bitches come and go (You know that)

  Money come and go (You know that)

  Love come and go (Don't shit last)

  Bitches come and go (You know that)

  Money come and go (You know that)

  Love come and go (Don't shit last)

  Don't shit last, and you know that

  Went to hell, got hot didn't melt

  The only man above me is God himself

  All these other niggas is below me

  Word to Phife, Q-Tip, Ali, and Jarobi

  What up Queens

  Cole is the King (and you know that)

  Started with A Dollar and a Dream

  (and you know that)

  Never give a bird bitch a ring

  (you should know that)

  Bitch! Bitch!

  That should be my new ad lib

  Bitch!

  I got a new one.

  I finally got a cool ad lib.

  Bitch!

  Be at all the shows everybody be like, Bitch!

  Bitch!Bitch!

  Yo, yo, yo pull over right here, right here

  Here you go

  Yeah pull over right here, to the right

  Pull over, pull over, pull over, pull over

  Ight, look look, park right here

  I'm ma be out it'll be like 30 minutes tops

  It'll be like 30 minutes

  I'll be right back out, ight

  Bitches come and go

  Bitches come and

  Yo, yo what up, what's poppin'

  I'm back, I'm back

  Yo you got that piece ready for me

  That Jesus piece?

  Nah the gold, the rose gold joint...

  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

  Yeah let me see that

  Oh shit what is that some

  What's, what the f**k is that platinum

  Is that? What's that chain right there

  Is that-ss-ss white gold

  That's platinum

  Is that plat

  Well niggas doing platinum again

  Niggas doing, niggas ain't even platinum yet right,

  Oh shit bout to make

  Yo I'm trying to bring that shit back

  Kill these niggas

  Let me see that one too

  The wat, the watch, the platinum watch

  Lyrics by 卟 断 努 力

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