Song Details: This Is For All The Fans That Waited Lyrics by J. Cole . The song name is Nobody’s Perfect which is sung by J. Cole
This Is For All The Fans That Waited Lyrics
[Intro: J. Cole]
Hey, oh yeah
Uh, Cole world
Uh, oh yeah
[Verse 1: J. Cole]
Yeah, this is for all the fans that waited, the b^^ch n^^gas that hated
Old hoes we dated, look, Mama, we made it
Your son out in Barbados, cheese, eggs, and potatoes
Smokin’ weed on the beach as my mind workin’ like Plato’s
Analyzin’ the world, fantasizin’ ’bout girls
I’m handin’ diamonds and pearls, and vandalizin’ her curls
Sweatin’ her weave out, moans as she breathes out
F^^k I’m doin’ in parties with Hova and Steve Stoute
I step over piranha, death over dishonor
They killin’ n^^gas for J’s, that’s death over designer
Hey, Cole heatin’ up like that leftover lasagna
Remember when I used to be stressed over D’wana
Now a n^^ga only text and get stressed over Rihannas
I’m talkin’ tens and better, hood b^^ches in Timbs and sweaters
And we always argue ’bout the same thing
And tell me, why we gotta argue about the same thing, same thing
Well
[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
Nobody’s perfect, uh
Nobody’s perfect, ay ay, uh
Hey, but you’re perfect for me
Nobody’s perfect, uh (Ay, ay, ay)
Nobody’s perfect, ay
Hey, but you’re perfect for me
We rollin’, we ridin’
He like to go inside and
I love to go all night and
We rock the boat, Poseidon
I love to call your name, name, name
Yeah, baby, I love to call your name, name, name, ay
[Verse 2: J. Cole]
Oh yeah, to my college girl: Take the weekend off and come home soon
I graduated way too long ago to be sneakin’ all in your dorm room
But that thing tight like Fort Knox
So I call you when the tour stops
But baby, where your roommates?
Did you make sure the door’s locked?
She love it when we get together
Smoke a little weed but her s^^t together
Now that I’m on I can pick and choose
Only f^^k with hoes who got s^^t to lose
Yeah, I heard the stories ’bout different dudes
Her man on campus, but it’s fine by me
She say she only f^^ked like four–five n^^gas
So you know you gotta multiply by three
[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
Nobody’s perfect, uh
Nobody’s perfect, ay ay, uh
Hey, but you’re perfect for me
Nobody’s perfect, uh (Ay, ay, ay)
Nobody’s perfect, ay
Hey, but you’re perfect for me
We rollin’, we ridin’
He like to go inside and
I love to go all night and
We rock the boat, Poseidon
I love to call your name, name, name
Yeah, baby, I love to call your name, name, name, ay
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