J. Cole - Can't Get Enough Lyrics Ft Trey Songz

[Intro]
Cole World Southside
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
Eastside, Westside, worldwide
Ride out

[J. Cole - Verse 1 ]
Now I ain’t got no kids yet,
But this right here’s for practice
I hate to get the seats in the Benz wet,
But that’s how good yo’ ass is
Make an old man get his glasses,
Bake Wesley pay his taxes
Then follow yo’ moves all week on Twitter,
Prolly make a gay n*gga reconsider
You now rockin’ with the best, mayne,
Dress game down to the sex game
Won’t brag, but the boy been blessed, mayne,
Let you play with the stick, Ovechkayne
She calling, she texting,
She’s falling, but lemme explain
Gotta tell your old boyfriend skate, girl,
Cause a n*gga don’t play them ex games
No! Straight sexing,
No handcuff or arresting
And I ain’t comin’ offa my last name,
Cause I really can’t take no stressing
‘Bout where I done been, who I done hit,
Your homegirl sayin’, He a bad boy
But I’m signed to the Roc,
No time for the gossip,
Bitch, put down them tabloids

[Trey Songz and J. Cole]
[Hook]
She said
I heard you got a main chick
A mistress and some hoes
You be up to no good
And everybody knows
My homegirls tried to warn me
They tried to let me know
But what you got, I need a lot
So I can’t let you go

She said
I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough (I-Need-That)
I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough (I-Need-That)
I can’t get enough of what you got
Good God, you hit the spot
Tried to let go but I just could not
So don’t you stop, I need that

[J. Cole - Verse 2]
Hey, Globetrotter, Cole hotter,
Even way out in London town
Hoes holla ’cause they love my sound,
And I got love for the underground
Kweli, Pimp C, H-town where Bun get down
Met a bad b*tch that’ll cut all night, that’ll suck all night,
U just cut off lights
Almost missed my flight,
Tryna get my last little nut, all right?
She be down for whatever,
Whenever I wanna get up in the guts, all right?
Never fuss or fight, on the grind tryna find this lettuce
I love it when you give me head,
I hate it when you give me headaches

[Trey Songz and J. Cole]
[Hook]
She said
I heard you got a main chick
A mistress and some hoes
You be up to no good
And everybody knows
My homegirls tried to warn me
They tried to let me know
But what you got, I need a lot
So I can’t let you go

She said
I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough (I-Need-That)
I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough (I-Need-That)
I can’t get enough of what you got
Good God, you hit the spot
Tried to let go but I just could not
So don’t you stop, I need that

[J. Cole - Verse 3]
Hey, Cole World, baby, ain’t nothin’ sunny
I see ‘em hatin’, but it ain’t nuttin’ to me
I’m from the Ville,
Where they bang for the money
And carry fo’-fives like change for a twenty
So what I look like scurred?
Them n*ggas over there look like nerds
Never mind that, girl, let’s make a track
I’ll beat the p*ssy up, that’s the hook right thurr
That’s the hook, right there
There’s the hook, right there
Never mind that, girl, let’s make a track
I’ll beat the p*ssy up, that’s the hook right thurr

[Trey Songz and J. Cole]
[Hook]
She said
I heard you got a main chick
A mistress and some hoes
You be up to no good
And everybody knows
My homegirls tried to warn me
They tried to let me know
But what you got, I need a lot
So I can’t let you go

She said
I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough (I-Need-That)
I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough (I-Need-That)
I can’t get enough of what you got
Good God, you hit the spot
Tried to let go but I just could not
So don’t you stop, I need that