Artist: J. Cole f/ Kendrick Lamar Album: Born Sinner Song: Forbidden Fruit Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: J. Cole] + (Kendrick) Me and my bitch, took a little trip Down to the garden, took a little dip (oh no) Apple juice fallin from her lips Took a little sip (boom) little sip Took a little sip, took a little sip Took-took a little, took a little, took a little sip, uh Uh-huh [J. Cole] Aiyyo I walk through the valley of the shadow of death Where niggaz 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 to sip juice from the forbidden fruit and get LOOSE Huh, Cole is the king, most definite My little black book thicker than the old testament Niggaz pay for head but the pussy's sold separate Same bitch givin 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 fuck don't make me cum Put a price on my head won't make me run Try to kill me but it cain't be done Cause my words gon' live forever You put two and two together Cole here forever [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] + (J. Cole) Me and my bitch, took a little trip Down to the garden, took a little dip - oh no Apple juice fallin 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) [J. Cole] 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 Le-vine Came a man by myself, only Father was Time I know that she relate, baby daddy ain't shit So she raised that nigga kids but she's swallowin mine And that's why you all in my mind All on my line like caller number nine Cause a nigga poppin like Harlem in the nine-seven Way before Ma$e was a reverend I was a young nigga makin A's at 11 or 12, tryin to get a taste of the heaven or hell; only time gon' tell Fuck her while her momma home, "Baby don't yell" How many records do a nigga gotta sell just to get the cover of the double-X-L or Fader; FUCK ya magazine hater When I say that I'm the greatest I ain't talkin 'bout later I'ma drop the album same day as Kanye Just to show the +Boy's+ a +Man+ now like WanyŠ And I don't mean no disrespect I praise legends but this what's next The boy's sick, can't disinfect Life's a bitch and the pussy's wet My clip is loaded and this is the kiss of, death Blaow~! [Chorus] [Outro: J. Cole] Don't shit last, and you know that Went to hell got hot didn't melt Only man above me is God himself All these other niggaz 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, biatch! That should be my new ad lib Biatch! I got a new one I finally got a cool ad lib Like some cool shh like biatch! Be at all the shows everybody be like, biatch! Biatch! Biatch! Or you can do the low cool shit, bitch~!