J. Cole Amari Song Lyrics
J. Cole Amari Song Lyrics
English Songs Lyrics - J. Cole Amari
Bada-Ba, Bada-Ba, Bada-Ba, Da-Da
Off-Season
Let's Work, Hey
Plottin' My Escape, This Game Ridin'-Ridin' Faith
Got A Couple M's Hidin' In The Safe
Imagination Turned A Honda Into Wraith
I Was Doin' 80 On The Interstate
Tryna Make It Back Before My Class Started
Country N- Never Seen A Passport
'Til I Popped Off And Got A Bag For It
Now I'm At The Gardens Sittin' Half Court
Watchin' Jr. Catch It Off The Backboard
'Ville N- Never Seen Nothin'
'Cept A Triple-Triple Bean Jumpin'
Good-Good Leave A Fiend Crumpin'
Made It Out, It Gotta Mean Somethin'
Either You Gon' Hustle Hard
A N- Uncle Sam Got Your A- Re-Enlisting
Two-Six, Murder Scene Pumpin'
Better Leave It Tucked, 'Cause Y'ain't Dumpin'
Pow, Pow, N-, He Slumpy
12 Comin', We Ain't Seen Nothin'
Time Change, N- Ain't Rumblin' No More
Nah, What For? Hungry For More
If You Solo These Vocals, Listen Close And You Can Hear Grumblin'
Bow-Tie And I'm Still Munchin'
Big Bag, Never Fear Fumblin'
Want Smoke? N- Don't Choke
I'm A Whole Nico-Nicotine Company
Dreamville The Only, Not A Navy
How Could You Ever Try To Play Me?
Kill 'Em On A Song Walk Up Out The Booth
Do The Westbrook Rock-A-Baby
I Never Fall Out With The Bro
Hate When Your Family Turn Into Foe
We Had A Penthouse On The Road
Interior Decorated With The H-
Just Like A Multiple-Choice Getting Chose
My N- Like "Eenie, Meenie, Minee, Moe"
Scoop Up A Dime-Piece Like We Homeless
Then We Gon' Send 'Em Back Pigeon-Toed
Out Of The Concrete Was A Rose And Windows Was Cold
Had To Go Over And Stand By The Stove
We From The Southeast, N- Know
This Where The Opps Creep Real Slow
Won't Vote But They Mob Deep With The Poles
I Punch The Time Sheet, Not No More
And Now My Assigned Seat Is A Throne
Plottin' My Escape, This Game Ridin'-Ridin' Faith
Got A Couple M's Hidin' In The Safe
Imagination Turned A Honda Into Wraith
I Was Doin' 80 On The Interstate
Tryna Make It Back Before My Class Started
Country N- Never Seen A Passport
'Til I Popped Off And Got A Bag For It
Now I'm At The Gardens Sittin' Half Court
Watchin' Jr. Catch It Off The Backboard
'Ville N- Never Seen Nothin'
'Cept A Triple-Triple Bean Jumpin'
Good-Good Leave A Fiend Crumpin'
Made It Out, It Gotta Mean Somethin'
Made It Out, It Gotta Mean Somethin'
Made It Out, It Gotta Mean Somethin'
Bada-Ba, Bada-Ba, Bada-Ba, Ah-Ah
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