Video Shea Butter Baby » J Cole Lyrics | Musica Hip Hop

J Cole - Shea Butter Baby Lyrics

[Intro: Ari Lennox]
Ooh
Want it, hold it, need it, need it
Shea butter baby, fuckin' up your pillow

[Verse 1: Ari Lennox]
Touch me, take me, kiss me
Love me, impress me
Pull up, black truck, ganja
Wrist so blinding, heart so timeless
Wishing you could meet me, see me, freak me

[Pre-Chorus: Ari Lennox & J. Cole]
You lost in the shape of my hips
Hope there is a move
If you really down, we could find it
Lost in an alley, make love by a trash can, ayy (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Hope there is a move (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
And if you really down, we could find it
Lost in an alley, make love by a trash can

[Chorus: Ari Lennox & J. Cole]
Shea butter baby, fuckin' up your pillow
Shea butter baby, fuckin' up your sheets (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

[Verse 2: J. Cole]
You crossed my mind a thousand times
The cause was fine, I drawed the line
I'm back, relapse, I'm fiending
Yes, what's that? In fact, I'm dreaming
Coconut oil, the scent of your body still lingers on sheets
I got a shot at you, you wanna reach?
Cock that, cock back, trigger release
Pop that top, take a sip of your holiest water, I know I'm a part of your flow now
Said, when you cut her, don't matter you love her or not, you got part of her soul now
I ain't know then, but I know now
Apologies due, it wasn't a feud, the ones I ran through, but never left you, I pray you found peace and you whole now
I'm doin' better, I got me a chocolate bar, climbin' on top of the bar
Think of the shea butter, lick in the places you only gon' lick when you rock with her forever
[Pre-Chorus: Ari Lennox & J. Cole]
You lost in the shape of my hips
Hope there is a move
And if you really down, we could find it
Lost in an alley, make love by a trash can, ayy (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Hope there is a move (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
And if you really down, we could find it
Lost in an alley, make love

[Chorus: Ari Lennox & J. Cole]
Shea butter baby, fuckin' up your pillow (I can get close to you, baby, pull me closer, what are you about?)
Shea butter baby, fuckin' up your sheets (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
(I can get close to you, baby, pull me closer, what are you about?)