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J. Cole - Split You Up Lyrics



J. Cole - Split You Up Lyrics
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Yeah
Yeah, uh (this joint right here is called, "Split You Up")
Yeah, uh
Real niggas can relate, yeah
And Ville niggas can relate, man
Yeah, yeah, uh (and you know why his name is OnPoint 'cause he on point, pussy)

I see you looking at me hard, shawty, what it's gonna be? (Yeah, uh)
But you right next to your man, don't let him run up on me (nah)
'Cause I see him tryna grill, better take his ass home
'Fore I lay his ass out then I take your ass home
I ain't even gon' front, man, a nigga tryna cut
I ain't tryna take his place, I just want to hit you up (nope, up)
When that nigga ain't around, I just want to pick you up (uh-huh)
Bring you back to the crib, sip a little liquor up (uh-huh)
Then I give you a massage, get you wet, get you up (yeah)
Then I give you what you want, if it's clean, I lick it up
Now you can do me, if it's right, my shit is up
Face down on your stomach, take that ass and lift it up

Then I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up
Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up
Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up
I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up
'Cause I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up
Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up
Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up
I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up

Yeah, uh (is this what you want?)
I be that nigga on the side when you feel you want to creep (uh-huh)
When you in the bed alone while ya man run the street (come here)
All you got to do is dial, let the phone ring twice (yeah)
Baby girl, I love your style, I won't even think twice (nah)
I ain't even gonna front, man, a nigga tryna beat (uh-huh)
I ain't tryna wife you up, though you is a dime piece (for sure)
I just love the way you ride like a certified freak (uh)
How you throw it right back, got a niggas thighs weak
So just hit me when you want it, you know how to find me (yeah)
Got no times for no games, you know how the grind be
But I'm a make the time if you bout' it dial me
I'ma make you say my name like a caller ID

'Cause I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up
Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up
Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up
I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up
'Cause I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up
Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up
Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up
I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up

Give you money to get ya hair did (he can do that)
Pay for dinner and a movie (yeah, he can do that)
Work you out in the bed (maybe he can do that)
But I know you much rather call me to do that
And, girl, I'm with it, yeah
I'm so with it
Baby girl, I'm so with it
So let me hit it

'Cause I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up
Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up
Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up
I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up
'Cause I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up
Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up
Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up
I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up

Shoutout to Mixtapekings.com
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Yeah
Yeah, uh (this joint right here is called, "Split You Up")
Yeah, uh
Real niggas can relate, yeah
And Ville niggas can relate, man
Yeah, yeah, uh (and you know why his name is OnPoint 'cause he on point, pussy)

I see you looking at me hard, shawty, what it's gonna be? (Yeah, uh)
But you right next to your man, don't let him run up on me (nah)
'Cause I see him tryna grill, better take his ass home
'Fore I lay his ass out then I take your ass home
I ain't even gon' front, man, a nigga tryna cut
I ain't tryna take his place, I just want to hit you up (nope, up)
When that nigga ain't around, I just want to pick you up (uh-huh)
Bring you back to the crib, sip a little liquor up (uh-huh)
Then I give you a massage, get you wet, get you up (yeah)
Then I give you what you want, if it's clean, I lick it up
Now you can do me, if it's right, my shit is up
Face down on your stomach, take that ass and lift it up

Then I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up
Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up
Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up
I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up
'Cause I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up
Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up
Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up
I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up

Yeah, uh (is this what you want?)
I be that nigga on the side when you feel you want to creep (uh-huh)
When you in the bed alone while ya man run the street (come here)
All you got to do is dial, let the phone ring twice (yeah)
Baby girl, I love your style, I won't even think twice (nah)
I ain't even gonna front, man, a nigga tryna beat (uh-huh)
I ain't tryna wife you up, though you is a dime piece (for sure)
I just love the way you ride like a certified freak (uh)
How you throw it right back, got a niggas thighs weak
So just hit me when you want it, you know how to find me (yeah)
Got no times for no games, you know how the grind be
But I'm a make the time if you bout' it dial me
I'ma make you say my name like a caller ID

'Cause I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up
Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up
Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up
I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up
'Cause I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up
Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up
Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up
I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up

Give you money to get ya hair did (he can do that)
Pay for dinner and a movie (yeah, he can do that)
Work you out in the bed (maybe he can do that)
But I know you much rather call me to do that
And, girl, I'm with it, yeah
I'm so with it
Baby girl, I'm so with it
So let me hit it

'Cause I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up
Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up
Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up
I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up
'Cause I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up
Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up
Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up
I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up

Shoutout to Mixtapekings.com
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Writer: Jermaine Lamarr Cole
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Jermaine Lamarr Cole

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