Poke It Out (feat. J. Cole) Lyrics

Poke It Out (feat. J. Cole) - Wale

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Poke It Out Lyrics Wale (feat. J. Cole)

(Cool & Dre)

Go, go, go, go, go, go

Listen

Let’s go (Go, go, go)

I just wanna see if you gon’ lie or you gon’ love me

I was gettin’ broads way before I got the money, honey

Since I been a star they don’t love me

The ceilings got stars when the star ain’t got no ceiling

Stick it out (Stick it out), poke it out (Poke it out)

Stick it out (Stick it out), poke it out (Poke it out), yeah

Yeah, she got a little butt, so what?

Big bag, she can show enough

Stick it out (Stick it out), poke it out (Poke it out)

Stick it out (Stick it out), poke it out (Poke it out), yeah

My regards to the broads that thought I was done

Pick a side, pick a side and die on the joint

I been letting things slide they trying too hard

‘Cause I ain’t left the city once, still travel aboard

Nigga, I’m back on my boss shit

The stick in the Honda Civic, we in the car service

I really just mind my business and pray that God sort ’em

Can’t really be long winded

You talkin’ short money, today we not cost cutting

Can you stick it out?

Told me she was quarantined, them brand new titties out

And it might be a couple weeks to make them bitches bounce

So I mean it when I be like, “What’s the turn around?”

No really turn around, okay

I just wanna see if you gon’ lie or you gon’ love me

I was gettin’ broads way before I got the money, honey

Since I been a star they don’t love me

The ceilings got stars when the star ain’t got no ceiling

Stick it out (Stick it out), poke it out (Poke it out)

Stick it out (Stick it out), poke it out (Poke it out), yeah

Yeah, she got a little butt, so what?

Big bag, she can show enough

Stick it out (Stick it out), poke it out (Poke it out)

Stick it out (Stick it out), poke it out (Poke it out), yeah

Turn around I wanna see (I wanna see)

Do it look how it look on IG? (Mm)

Bad from every angle, she got herself a trainer

I know that nigga can’t help be take a little peek

Cole world and Folarin co-starring

We both flexing, Bo Jacksons, Bo Granden

These cap niggas that rap with piss poor jargon

My latest whip, my latest chick was both foreign

I know all my hoes miss me

I been the shit since I hit elementary

She know who run it, the one that keep it a hundred

To find a better nigga, you gon’ have to live a century (A century)

Evidently, the coach can’t bench me

The franchise player, I don’t know how to miss

And they can’t buy a lay up, I’m anti what they are

I can’t take my eyes off your pants I swear

Girl, you shinning like a damn Moncler

I’m thinking we should dip like the Cam’ron era

If you the big steppa, I’m the landmine here

That’s the one they know they can’t come near

I just wanna see if you gon’ lie or you gon’ love me

I was gettin’ broads way before I got the money, honey

Since I been a star they don’t love me

The ceilings got stars when the star ain’t got no ceiling

Stick it out (Stick it out), poke it out (Poke it out)

Stick it out (Stick it out), poke it out (Poke it out), yeah

Yeah, she got a little butt, so what?

Big bag, she can show enough

Stick it out (Stick it out), poke it out (Poke it out)

Stick it out (Stick it out), poke it out (Poke it out), yeah

Break it down, look

Poke it out, I wanna

See you play, wether you

Meg The Stallion or like Coi Leray

Okay

I just wanna see if you gon’ lie or you gon’ love me

I was gettin’ broads way before I got the money, honey

Since I been a star they don’t love me

The ceilings got stars when the star ain’t got no ceiling, boy

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