Planez (feat. J. Cole)

Catch me rollin' through the city

Ridin' with the top off

Man, my whip's so big, when you in it

Fuck around and get lost

Tell my bitch to let her hair down

What this shit cost?

Tell me baby, if you 'bout that life right now

Hope it ain't talk, no

I could put you in the Mile High Club, what's up

Let's take a trip

Have you ever read "The World Is Yours"

On a blimp

Tell her, be free baby, spread your wings

Got your legs in the sky like a plane

Let me guide that, I'm the pilot

Can't nobody see you, thirty thousand feet, on your knees

In them Pradas, makin' freaky shit come up out her

Get high, baby, roll one

Cloud nine 'bout to go up

Lovin' the feelin' the turbulence givin' when we turn up

When we land we can roll out

Show you somethin' you ain't know about

Tonight we be takin' off light, with a camera to show out

I got you in the air, your body in the air

How I feel up here?

You can scream as loud as you want

Loud as you can

Ain't nobody gonna hear

Would you like it better

If I hit the West Coast?

Tell me baby, if you 'bout that life right now

Hope it ain't talk

I could put you in the Mile High Club, what's up

Let's take a trip

Have you ever read "The World Is Yours"

On a blimp

Tell her, be free baby, spread your wings

Got your legs in the sky like a plane

Let me guide that, I'm the pilot

Can't nobody see you, thirty thousand feet, on your knees

In them Pradas, makin' freaky shit come up out her

Get high, baby, roll one

Cloud nine 'bout to go up

Lovin' the feelin' the turbulence givin' when we turn up

When we land we can roll out

Show you somethin' you ain't know about

Cole World

Tonight we be takin' off light, with a camera to show out

I got it, I got it, I got it

Listen

You need a **** that's gon' come over and dig you out

You need a **** that you know's not gon' run his mouth

You need a ****, when he done probably gon' put you out

You need a **** that's gon' put it in your mouth

Dick so big, it's like a foot is in your mouth

And y'aint baby sittin' but my kids all on your couch

Oh you nasty

Oh oh, you nasty

Both graduated so fuck keepin' it classy

Look

They love me in the Chi like M J

They love me in the Chi like Oprah

No **** could block, not even Dikembe

Compared to Cole, boy, you're softer than a sofa

And so far, my new shit's so fly

****, check my profile

Who you know make waves in the low tide?

Deebo'd your bitch now she both ours

****, little brown liquor in my liver

Pretty brown thing in my bed

Been a long time since I had to ask for head

So, goddamn, don't make me beg

But I will if I need to

'Cause, for real girl, I need you

I could put you on a flight, we could take off tonight

If you're scared of heights, shit, I got a pill I could feed you

I could put you in the Mile High Club, what's up

Let's take a trip

Have you ever read "The World Is Yours"

On a blimp