Lyrics College Boy - J. Cole
Yeah
(You
say,
"What
is
that
you
want?")
Ay,
check
me
out,
man
(You've
got
everything
that
a
woman
could
ever
need
in
life),
in
case
y'all
niggas
didn't
know
Shout
out
to
the
class
of
2007
(I've
got
a
closet
full
of
minks,
chinchillas)
St.
John's
University,
stand
up
(I've
got
a
bureau
full
of
diamonds)
(Fayetteville
state,
nigga)
All
my
North
Carolina
A&T
Aggies
stand
up,
UNCG
man
(I
can
change
four
times
a
day
if
I
want
to)
Carolina,
NC
State,
Duke
(you're
even
tryin'
to
eat
lobster
and
drink
champagne)
Wait
for
us,
Winston
Salem
State,
man
(now
you
know
that
ain't
your
rule)
Fayetteville
Tech
('cause
you
strictly
a
collard
greens
and
cornbread
man)
(We
gon'
call
this
one
"College
Boy"),
for
all
my
college
niggas,
man
(DJ
OnPoint,
J.
Cole),
for
all
y'all
little
niggas
(but
since
you
feel
like
that
this
evening)
This
is
why
you
should
get
to
college,
my
nig'
(sit
down
and
drink
some
champagne
with
me)
(Let's
go!)
(And
let
me
rap
to
you)
Yeah
It's
hard
to
picture
a
nigga
not
getting
money
J.
Cole
living
dummy?
Ha-ha-ha,
that
shit
is
funny
I'm
focused
on
that
cash,
I
just
laugh
at
them
bastards
Eligible
bachelor,
finna
get
my
Bachelor's
And
if
this
rap
shit
don't
work,
I'm
going
for
my
Master's
Still
scouting
hoes
on
the
first
day
of
classes
(yup)
Keep
up
with
the
asses
(yup),
keep
up
with
the
grades
(yup)
A
nigga
straight
A's
like
the
Braves
She
got
me
in
her
dorm
room,
talking
'bout
her
room
ain't
clean
And
she
wanna
fuck,
but
wait
until
her
roommate
leave
Now
I
could
give
a
damn
if
her
roommate
seen
'Cause
if
the
girl
get
excited,
she's
invited
If
it's
alright
with
you
(yeah)
Shit,
then
it's
alright
with
me
(yeah)
And
if
it's
alright
with
you,
baby
girl
Then
it's
alright
with
me
(uh)
And
if
it's
alright
with
you,
shawty
Then
it's
alright
with
me
Hey,
and
if
it's
alright
with
you
(yeah,
yeah,
shit)
Then
it's
alright
with
me
(uh-huh)
Yeah,
uh,
I
hate
to
brag,
well
nah
I
don't,
the
big
man
on
campus
I
got
a
chick
in
every
class
that
give
a
nigga
glances
And
if
your
ass
is
dumb,
you
won't
even
get
a
chance
'Cause
I
got
a
chick
in
every
class
that
give
a
nigga
answers,
yeah
And
if
I
hit
ya,
shorty,
keep
it
on
the
low
This
shit
is
just
like
high
school,
the
people
wanna
know
I
see
you
haters
mad,
but
I
ain't
mad
at
y'all
niggas
We
get
ass
like
them
basketball
niggas,
I'm
ballin'
Got
a
sidekick
so
them
hoes
don't
be
callin'
Hit
me
on
AIM,
ay,
what's
your
screen
name?
When
I
start
typing
in,
a
nigga's
got
some
mean
game,
yea
And
when
I
whip
it
out,
shit
she
gonna
think
she
seeing
things,
but
Back
in
Carolina,
I
miss
home
badly
(yeah)
It's
funny,
hoes
I
couldn't
have
is
tryna
bag
me
But
I'm
in
the
G
with
this
freaky-ass
Aggie
She
said
she
want
it
from
the
back,
gladly
If
it's
alright
with
you
(yeah)
Shit,
then
it's
alright
with
me
(hey)
And
if
it's
alright
with
you,
baby
girl
Then
it's
alright
with
me
(uh)
And
if
it's
alright
with
you,
shawty
Then
it's
alright
with
me
Look,
and
if
it's
alright
with
you
(yeah,
yeah)
You
know
it's
alright
with
me
Yeah,
uh,
I'm
skipping
class
just
to
get
some
ass,
living
fast
In
college
but
don't
sleep,
nigga,
my
jab
quick
as
Zab's
So
kill
that
old
college
gangsta
shit
we
don't
believe
You
mad
'cause
your
girl
on
Facebook
poking
me,
so,
uh
You
know
the
G,
I
hit
her
up
like
"Hello
Elle
I
see
you
looking
right
the
other
day,
LOL
So,
what's
good
with
you?"
She
hit
me
right
back
like,
"Shit,
what's
good
with
you?"
You
know
I
like
that,
so
of
course
I
write
back
Hit
her
with
some
nice
chat
Same
night
she
in
my
room,
lights
off,
I
strike
that
Yeah,
I
put
game
right,
but
that's
your
wife,
nigga
take
her
I
bust
then
I
kick
her
ass
out
to
write
a
paper,
yeah
A
nigga
doing
homework,
drinking
like
a
fish
It
ain't
a
weekend
that
I'm
sober
Fighting
hangovers
on
my
way
to
my
internship
And
I
forgot
to
study
for
my
midterm,
shit!
Woo!
Ay,
this
is
straight
through,
nigga
No,
no
fucking,
no
double
takes
This
is
straight
through
the
whole
shit,
nigga
Check
it
out
man,
tryna
tell
y'all
niggas,
man
College
is
a
good
look
A
real
good
look,
my
nigga
For
more
reasons
than
one,
man
Know
they
try
to
keep
us
out
of
that
shit
though
That
shit
like
extra
expensive
I
got
scholarships
though,
so
you
know
I'm
not
sweating
that
I
feel
for
my
niggas
that
couldn't
make
it,
man
Ay,
Mike,
we
in
there,
baby
Ay,
they
can't,
they
can't
keep
us
out
the
G,
my
nigga
you
know
Then
we
all
make
it,
nah,
we
ain't
all
make
it
Shout
out
to
my
niggas,
man
All
my
niggas,
yo
Whether
you
graduated
or
not
Whether
you
made
it
to
college
or
not,
nigga
Fayettenam,
yeah,
yeah
Class
of
2007,
man,
holla
at
me
I'm
going
to
grad
school
though,
you
know?
Hello?
What's
up?
Oh,
what's
good,
girl?
Oh,
a'ight,
you
busy?
Yeah,
I'm
about
to
jump
in
the
shower
but-
(yo,
who
that?)
Calm
down,
it's
Gina,
damn
(oh,
tell
her
I
say
what
up?)
Patrick
says,
"What's
up?"
(A'ight)
She
said,
"What's
up,
Big
Head?"
So
we
good
for
tonight?
Yeah,
I'ma
meet
y'all
around
nine
at
your
place
Alright
cool,
I'll
see
you
later
(a'ight,
girl,
bye)
(Yo,
don't
be
tryna
screen
my
calls)
1 Rags To Riches (At The Beep)
2 Carolina On My Mind (feat. Deacon)
3 Goin Off
4 Dead Presidents
5 Can't Cry
6 Lil' Ghetto Nigga
7 Homecoming
8 Simba
9 I'm the Man
10 School Daze
11 Dollar And A Dream
12 Quote Me
13 College Boy
14 Split You Up
15 Plain
16 The Come Up
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