i need to how many people out her tonight fameville been f**king with me from day 1, i need to know. i'm talking bout when a ni**a was passing his mixtape at the f**king mall and sh*t. he like: "You passed me one, ni**a" Imma do this sh*t i don't care if its only 5-6 people here that know this sh*t, i don't give a f**k, imma do this song for anybody out her tonight that got this sh*t i dropped called The Warmup, you know what i mean, you gon f**k with this sh*t. or even if you got this sh*t i dropped called friday night lights, you gon f**k with this sh*t. now listen, i know alot of people in here been f**king with me for a long time, but alot of ya'll, you know this might be the first album you f**k with or the first show you ever came to, so i've gotta say the same for yall, i've gotta let yall know something, this sh*t been a long journey, it was not always like this, it was not this many people, i bout to take yall to a time, way before we this f**king fancy a** f**king LED lights and sh*t, i don't even know what the f**k LED lights mean, but i'm paying for them b**ches, way before we had this f**king cool a** stage and sh*t, we didnt have no sh*t like this, and definetly way before we had this, stupid f**king, ridiculous, expensive, blue for no f**king reason videowall behind me, we didnt have no sh*t like this man, the only thing we had, was classic sh*t like this.
HEY x3
I had this little bad thing somethin' like them 10's
She gave a ni**a mad brain somethin' like the wiz
But you see the sad thing f**kin' with her is
Is the chick ain't even have brains dummy like a b**ch
So I tried to show her
About the world and about just who we really are
And where we've come and how we still have to go really far
Like baby look at how we live broke on the boulevard
But all she ever want me to do is unher bra
Then all I really want is for her to go down low
Before you know it she wet enough to get drowned slow
And all that deep sh*t I was previously down for
Replaced by freak sh*t I am currently down for
You see I peeped it, p**sy is power
That proud feelin' we get knowin' that p**sy is ours
And how it feels to feel that feelin' you feelin' when you be drillin' that sh*t
Got her sayin' you be killin' that sh*t
And all the pain the world cause
She be healin' that sh*t
And nah that ain't your girl dog
But you be feelin' that chick
And you just wanna tell her everything she might need
But in the mean time it's lights please
Lights please
Lights please
Turn off the lights
For now everything just seems so right
And how you make the darkness seem so bright
Feelin' like things gon' be alright

Lights please x2
turn of the lights
For now everything just seems so right, and how you make the darkness seem so bright
Feelin' like things gon' be alright

Can i hit it in the morning x2
Baby you summertime fine, I let you get on top, I be the underline
I'm trying to get beside you like the number 9, dime
You fine as hell, I guess I met you for a reason, only time can tell
But well, I'm wondering what type of sh*t you wantin'
Do you like the finer things or you a simple woman
Would you drink with a ni**a, do you smoke w**d
Don't be ashamed, it ain't no thing, I used to blow trees
Gettin lifted, I quit but sh*t, I might get high with you
Its only fitting cause I'm looking super fly with you
A flower, you are powerful, you do something to me
cause girl I caught the vibe like you threw something to me
So i threw em back, now all my niggas hollerin, who was that
Oh boy, she bad ni**a, what you bout do with that
I'm finna take you home, just sip a little patron
Now we zonin', baby you so fine
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
sun rising while you moaning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
the sun rising while you moaning, moaning, moaning.

"Nobody's Perfect"
Cole World
This is for all the fans that waited, the b**ch niggas that hated
Old hoes we dated, look mama, we made it
Your son out in Barbados, cheese eggs and potatoes
Smokin' w**d on the beach as my mind workin' like Plato
Analyzin' the world, fantasizin' about girls
I'm handin' diamonds and pearls and vandalizin' her curls
Sweating 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 niggas for J's, that's death over designer
Hey Cole heatin' up like that left-over lasagna
Remember when I used to be stressed over Dawana
Now a ni**a only textin' distress over Rihannas
I'm talkin' tens and better, hood b**ches in Timbs and sweaters
And we always argue about the same thing
Tell me why we gotta argue about the same thing, same thing?
Nobody's perfect, nobody's perfect ey, ey
But you're perfect for me
Nobody's perfect, nobody's perfect ey,
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
Baby I love to call your name, name, name
Ey